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The next day, I found myself in Clarisse's study, leaning back confidently in my chair. Together, we watched the final shares transfer into our control.

After weeks of planning, preparation, and dropping the right bombs at the right time, the time was finally here.

"51.3%." I said. "We've crossed the threshold. The boardroom belongs to us now."

Of course, the 51.3% wasn't all ours. Some are for us and others are for the people we've managed to sway to our side. My plan had borne fruit. It was now time to enjoy the fruits of my labor.

Clarisse smiled in satisfaction, nodding at me. "Good. You've done your part. Now, it's time for me to take the next step."

I nodded, my mind already on our next moves. With this majority voting bloc, Charles Harrington's reign was effectively over. All that remained was to deliver the final blow and that was what Clarisse would do.

Her money, her move.

"Shall I handle the scheduling of the meeting?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"No." She replied, her eyes narrowing as she turned to face me fully. "Don't worry. I'll issue the call myself."

I grinned at that. She was in her element. Now, it wasn't just about removing Charles. It was about setting the stage for her ascension.

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The board meeting was scheduled within 48 hours, an aggressive timeline that left little room for maneuvering.

That was the point. Clarisse's message was clear. The game was over, and the players who mattered had already chosen their sides.

The conference room at Harrington & Co. headquarters was like a battlefield disguised as a boardroom.

The long, polished table was flanked by leather chairs, each one soon to be filled by a key decision-maker in the company's future.

There I was, standing near the window and looking out at the city as Clarisse reviewed her notes at the head of the table.

I know life isn't a movie but I kinda expected the atmosphere to reflect what was about to happen but nope. It was just another day in New York city.

"You seem calm." I said, turning to Clarisse.

"Calm is the product of preparation." She replied without looking up. "You'd do well to remember that."

I grinned, taking a seat beside her. "I'll add it to the list of things you've been trying to claim you taught me."

She glanced at me, her expression unreadable. Before either of us could say more, the doors opened, and the board members began to file in.

Charles Harrington was the last to arrive, unable to hide the fury on his face. His eyes swept the room, lingering on me and Clarisse with a glare that could have melted steel.

"What is the meaning of this?" He demanded, slamming his briefcase onto the table. "This is highly irregular."

Clarisse stood, her presence commanding immediate attention. "What's irregular, Charles, is your continued presence as CEO given the state of this company. Today, we're here to rectify that."

"This is absurd!" Charles barked with gritted teeth. "I won't stand for a hostile takeover! Especially not by-"

"You'll sit." Clarisse interrupted, her tone icy. "And you'll listen."

Silence filled the room, every eye on Clarisse.

"Your performance as CEO has been nothing short of catastrophic. Under your leadership, this company has lost value, credibility, and trust. The shareholders deserve better."

Charles hesitated before glancing around the room. There were clearly very few people on his side. He sat down with a huff, but the defiance in his eyes remained.

Clarisse continued, her voice authoritative. "Over the past few weeks, a coalition of shareholders has consolidated a majority stake in this company. As of this morning, we hold 51.3% of the voting shares. Effective immediately, this board has the authority to remove you as CEO."

Charles opened his mouth to speak, but one of the previously neutral board members spoke first.

"I've reviewed the numbers." The man said "Ms. Newtion is right. Harrington & Co. cannot survive with Charles at the helm. I support this motion."

Other voices chimed in, one after another, as key executives and board members declared their support. Charles's face grew redder with each endorsement, his fury barely restrained.

"You're making a mistake." He growled, his voice low but menacing. "If you think this company can survive without me-"

"It can." Clarisse said sharply, cutting him off again. "And it will."

She turned to the board, her expression softening just enough to display sincerity. Whether she was actually feeling sincere, no one but her knows.

"What this company needs is strong, decisive leadership. Leadership that understands not just the numbers, but the people behind them. Leadership that can rebuild trust and restore value."

She stepped to the center of the room, her poise impeccable. "That's why I'm nominating myself as the next CEO of Harrington & Co."

The room erupted into murmurs, her declaration rippling through the assembled members. Charles looked as if he might explode, but he remained silent, his hands clenched into fists on the table.

Clarisse continued, her voice rising just enough to command attention.

"As CEO, I will prioritize stability, transparency, and innovation. I will ensure that this company not only survives but thrives. Together, we can undo the damage that has been done and chart a course for a stronger, more prosperous future."

Her words hung in the air, and for a moment, no one spoke. Then, one by one, the board members began to nod in agreement. Even the neutral members who had previously stayed silent now voiced their support.

"I second the nomination." The previously neutral board member said. He was one of the people we'd managed to pull over to our side. "Clarisse Newton has my full confidence."
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Charles could only watch in helplessness as the vote was called and as expected, the result was decisive.

By an overwhelming majority, the board voted to remove Charles Harrington and install Clarisse Newton as the new CEO.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, was how I secured a new kingdom for a retired queen.