That evening, I received a risk control email from the brokerage: [Due to abnormal vtility in StarMed Medical, your 1.5% pledged options have been forcibly liquidated.]
I stared at the screen andughed.
He’d made his move, as expected.
But the liquidation was just step one-three days ago, I’d secretly switched the pledge contract to include an “additional coteral use, with my mom’s zoon-to-be-demolished house as backup.
He thought that $200K demolition payment was already in his pocket, but didn’t know the demolition office had received mywyer’s letter and suspended the <fna60c> Official source is f?i?n?d?n?o?v?e?l?</fna60c>
ayout.
How the brokerage couldn’t find the coteral and could only book the liquidation loss off-bnce-sheet-with ultimate responsibility falling on the
ecision-maker: VP Dn Morrison.
ext day, financial headlines exploded:
StarMed Medical VP Suspected of High-Price Purchase of “Air Art,” Possible Eraudulent Cash-Out]
Minority Shareholder Ste Parker Files Formal Comint, Demands Removal of Dn Morrison]
tock hit limit down, institutions fled.
n smashed coffee cups in the conference room, porcin shards cutting his fingers, blood dripping on documents.
He gave the PR department a death order: “Kill the trending topics within three days.”
he PR director whispered back: “Can’t kill them. Mr. Hartwell bought the trending spots.”
ex Hartwell, former financial crimes detective-he knew exactly how to fan mes to maximum heat.
That night, Dn came home without his usual polish, dark circles under his eyes.
sat in the living room with an open bottle of 1982 Lafite-his prized collection, sixty-eight thousand a bottle.
Mr. Morrison,” I swirled the wine, “this bottle was charged to StarMed’s marketing budget. I checked the invoice-listed under ‘client rtionship
maintenance.””
He stood in the entryway, voice hoarse: “Ste Parker, what exactly do you want?”
set down the ss, enunciating each word: “Transfer my mom’s two thousand monthly allowance to her ount. Now.”
Heughed coldly: “Over two thousand dors, you crashed thepany stock to limit down?”
looked up: “It’s not about the two thousand. It’s about showing you that supporting our parents is our responsibility.”
He fell silent for three seconds, then pulled out his phone and opened mobile banking.
52,000.00, memo: Support payment.]
stood and pushed a new folder toward him: “Second condition-resign from StarMed Medical VP position. Sign here.”
Dn opened the document, his finger trembling over the word “resignation.”
Suddenly heughed, voice like shattered ice: “Ste Parker, you think kicking me out of thepany means I’ll leave with nothing? Don’t forget, I’m the sol
protector of Ster Trust No. 1.”
leaned down and whispered in his ear: “Let’s see what happens first-you protecting the trust, or me tearing it to pieces.”
He closed the document and looked up at me, showing an emotion beyond exhaustion for the first time-fear.
turned toward the door, hand on the handle, looking back to add: “Tomorrow 10 AM, board meeting. You don’t need to bring a pen-I’ve got plenty.”
The moment the door closed, I heard ss shattering behind me.
That bottle of 1982 Lafite had finally hit the floor.
Red wine sttered everywhere.
1 looked down and texted Rex:
[Prepare phase two-freeze the trust.]