Smith, Landum Smith, a Vampire with brown hair and heavily red eyes let out a little chuckle. Everyone else aside from Samuel himself were looking at him like he had gone mad or they could tear his jaw right off.
Samuel’s expression did not change. “What seems to be amusing you Mr Smith?”
The vamp did not even bother to look at him as he spoke. The wolf in him growled at the show of disrespect.
“With all due respect, Mr Princeton you cannot go accusing people with absolutely no proof.”
At that his two other accomplices perked up. Confidence boosting them.
“Exactly, Mr Princeton where is your proof?” Clarice asked triumphantly. The look in her eyes matching that of Steve’s.
They really thought they were getting out of this alive. Poor things. Poor stupid things.
The projector turned on as Samuel pressed the button in his hand.
Transactions made by the three over the past ten years played on the screen. Joining the very substantial transactions were pictures of them making underhanded deals.
“Need any more proof Landum?” Samuel asked hardly keeping the smugness out of his tone. Landum clenched his teeth so hard they would have broken.
“You three stole eight hundred, five hundred and seven hundred million respectively. Much more than what my deplorable cousins each got as inheritance.”
The trio each looked somewhat defeated, their scheme out in the open.
“In that case what are you going to do? Call the police on us?” Parmt asked, his head tipped sideways defiantly. “I assure you neither of us, most especially me will be in a cell for no more than a few minutes.
It would be in your best interest if you just count your losses and remove us from the company. If you dare.”
This time Samuel allowed himself a very small portion of the smile that was itching to be shown. “Sounds like a challenge Parmt. Just so you know, I have counted my losses and I am removing you three from the company. As a matter of fact I’m removing all of you.”
The scrapping of chairs moving backwards and hearts beating fast filled the room.
“What is the meaning of this?!” Gregory shouted. Clearly as outraged and astonished as the rest.
“You do realize we could sell to rivals and this company and you could go down right? We have the power, right and influence.” Tim practically yelled.
As the board members with the lowest shares, it was clear he did not like this one bit.
Samuel to their annoyance just kept the smile on his face.
“Nice to know what you so desperately want to do Yealz but you all will be happy to know that I have thought about this. The shareholders have been notified of your actions ana are in accordance with my decision. And you see, I bought all your shares.”
Again they were shocked, neither of them were expecting this. From him or from each other.
“You sold your shares!?” They screamed simultaneously at each other. It was quite comical and even more enjoyable as they realized that they had no power over the company any longer directly or indirectly.
“Also Steve, Landum, Clarice about that backdoor. It boomeranged.”
That had their eyes widen as they heard him drop bombshell after bombshell.
“Except you three are the only ones that got adversely affected. You three are bankrupt. I also bought the shares in the hands of your puppets, so you truly have nothing left.”
The three of them looked ready to kill him. They should get in line.
“You all are going to jail.”
“You say it like Tim, Lance and I are joining them.” Gregory said suspiciously.
“That’s because you are.” Samuel said.
“Why we haven’t done anything wrong.” Lance said.
“Oh really? Are you sure about Mr Sanchez?” Samuel asked turning the other projector on.
A video of Lance in his office being straddled by a chestnut haired former employee started playing. It froze when he sunk his fangs into her neck.
If possible Lance got paler. Samuel’s smile grew more. “I wonder if you have given other vampires in this company free reign to do that or if it was a one time thing.”
Another video started playing, this time the stars were Tim and a bunch of underage children in lingerie.
A few pictures came up of Gregory in a club with one of the most wanted men in the country, Alexius Elias. A mafia goon and a hired assassin.
An audio started playing.
“How much do you want to get rid of Samuel Princeton?” Gregory said.
“You got a personal vendetta or is he just being a boil up your ass?” Alexius asked.
“Both.”
“Well then, my charge usual for big shots is eighty million but since you’re a good friend and one of my best clients I’ll take it down to thirty.” Alexius said.
“Thanks man. Where do you want it wired?.”
“Not in my account, to a charity.”
“I didn’t know you were into–“
Samuel stopped the audio.
When it came down to it everyone in the room was guilty.
“So do you think drinking from the source while having sex, pedophilia, underage sex and not relinquishing information about a very wanted fugitive aren’t good enough crimes to land you in jail for a long time then you aren’t.
But you’ll have to have a discussion with the chief of police and the FBI but I think this is enough evidence to convict you. Isn’t that right Inspector Jane?”
The said Inspector walked into the room, her dark brown hair highlighted gold was tied in a ponytail that reached her mid back. She was followed by officers who handcuffed the board members and took the projectors.
“Incredibly so Mr Princeton.”
The officers went behind each of them, handcuffing them while reciting their rights.
In the background they could hear Henry going livid as they took him away. He had helped in all their crimes while extorting money from them all.
Still looking at the six of them as they shoot death glares in his direction as they took them away.
“Did you find other law breaking vampires?” Samuel asked.
“Yes. Caught one in the act. If he was so brazen about it there’s bound to be more.”
Samuel just stared ahead in the now empty conference room.
“I will help in anyway I can.”
“That would be great help. Thanks for the assist today Mr Princeton.” She said before turning to the door. Leaving Samuel in the empty conference room and the company in need of board members and him with no Personal secretary.