Charles reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small black USB drive.
"This drive contains the raw video file from that camera, the server access logs, and a signed affidavit from Dr. Evans regarding the trace amounts of sedatives found in my blood work this morning," Charles said calmly.
Sophia gasped, clutching her gold blouse at her throat. "Charles... please..."
"Silence, Sophia," Charles commanded without looking at her. "You will pack your bags and leave this estate before midnight. Marcus will file for annulment in the morning."
Marcus looked at his wife, offering no defense, no protest. He turned his back on her completely.
Victoria stared at the black USB drive in her father's hand. "Are you going to the police?"
"No," Charles said softly. "The scandal would hurt the company, and I will not let your greed destroy what your mother and I built."
He stepped closer to her, his voice dropping into a razor-sharp whisper.
"You will tender your immediate resignation from Sterling Global Logistics before midnight tonight, citing personal health reasons. You will surrender your stock options at current book value back to the employee trust. And you will leave New York."
Victoria’s eyes widened in horror. "Dad... you're stripping my shares? That's my entire net worth!"