I sat at the head of the table with James at my side, and the boardroom was alive with tension. I could sense the suspicion radiating from some of the board members, and the air was heavy with expectation. I inhaled deeply, attempting to calm my anxiety.
"I want to thank everyone for coming today," I said, maintaining my composure in spite of the butterflies in my stomach. "We're here to talk about some really serious issues with Harold's business practices."
"Ceremonious worries?" With a sly smile, Harold leaned back in his chair and interrupted. Emma, what a dramatic way to get started. Do you truly think you're prepared for this?
I gave him a fierce look but continued. "Our evidence demonstrates that Harold has been concealing his corrupt activities by manipulating funds through a charity."
"Proof?" Harold gave a contemptuous sneer. What proof? Nothing appears to be a paper in front of me.
