It’s been two weeks since we finally got justice.
Today, we were at the company—the one Aurora and Mr. Blackwood stole from my mother. We came to get my mother’s shares back.
I held her hand as we rode the elevator to the executive floor. She didn’t say much, but her grip was firm. Benjamin stood tall behind us, his presence steady, like always.
When the elevator dinged and the doors slid open, we stepped out into the boardroom. Executives were already seated, murmuring among themselves when they saw us walk in. Some looked surprised, a few looked disgusted and angry, while others just watched.
I didn’t care what they thought. I pulled out a chair for my mum and helped her sit. Then I sat beside her, with Benjamin on my other side.
Reporters filled the room, their cameras flashing. Be
