Chapter 211

Ashton stepped forward. The shift was immediate.

The ease in the room vanished. Conversations died. Even the security standing beside the directors straightened, tension tightening their posture.

There was something in Ashton’s expression-dask, controlled, dangerous enough to make people hesitate.

“What exactly is the meaning of this, Directors?” he said, his voice low.

His eyes flicked to his phone-now in the grip of one of their men before settling on Belsky and Lukin.

Director Belsky let out a short, mocking breath.

“No one has disrespected representatives of the Petrovs the way you just did, CEO Pierce.”