"The board approved the emergency restructuring an hour ago," Clara said quietly. "All frozen accounts have been restored, and the legal filings against your division have been formally dismissed."
Julian took the glass, clinking it gently against hers. "Justice rarely moves fast, Clara. But when it arrives, it tends to clear the air."
"What happens now?" she asked, looking out toward the horizon where the first faint streaks of dawn were beginning to break through the dark clouds.
Julian turned, his gaze steady and resolute. "Now, we build something real. No shell companies, no hidden ledgers. Just clean work."
He set his glass down on the mahogany ledge, turned toward the double doors, and walked out into the bright, unobstructed light of a new day.