Ariel's POV
We assembled our proof the following day and returned to the family house. As we entered, the weight of the approaching confrontation was palpably evident in the tense air.
Already there were Philip and Marie, their attitudes a mix of confidence and anxiety. Sharp and discriminating, their grandfather sat at the head of the table.
Alan wasted not even a minute. He continued, setting the papers on the table, "We have evidence of your sabotage." "You and Marie have been cooperating to undercut the business."
Philip's cheeks flushed with rage. "This is insane! You provide no evidence!
Stella moved forward with a calm, assured voice. "Actually, we do." These records amply demonstrate your activities. One cannot refute it."
Their grandfather went over the documents, his face
