Bitcoin Billionaire: I Regressed to Invest in the First Bitcoin!-Chapter 174: The Calvary Arrives

Thirty-two minutes later, the war room was a fortress of focus. Jonathan Vance and Daisy Chen had both arrived in loyal time, serious expressions on their faces because Darren had labelled this as an emergent situation.

Rachel stood by the door, organizing a stack of files with methodical precision. Kara sat at the central terminal, her screen a cascade of data streams as she sifted through Grant's documents.

Jonathan Vance, company lawyer, lounged in his chair, his bespoke charcoal-gray suit as sharp as his reputation. His calm and satirical demeanor was deceptive, a mask for the ruthless precision that made him one of the most dangerous attorneys in the city. The exact reason Darren had hired him.

Beside him sat Daisy Chen, legal advisor, her navy-blue blazer and turtleneck a study in understated power. Her fingers were laced, her eyes like twin shards of flint, unyielding and razor-sharp.

Grant paced at the far end of the room, his young face pale but slowly picking up specks of resolution.

He hadn't dressed fancy, time and panic didn't allow. He just wore casual button-down and jeans, contrasting sharply to the rest of everyone in their formal clothes and tailored suits.

"So what do we know now?" Vance asked. "How did they manage to do this? And the most important question, was it legal?"

Grant shook his head. "I don— I don't know..." he stammered. "They hit hard. "They dug up old provisions my dad signed years ago— stuff I didn't even know existed. It gave them the right to lock down executive funds if they believed the chairman posed a fiduciary threat."

Daisy's lips pursed, her tone dry as she flipped through a copy of the injunction. "From what I see here, they justified it because you refused to follow their recommendation to decentralize the business and rejected MWMO's management suggestion. They claim somehow it could have dissolved this fiduciary threat."

"They're going to provide hard enough proof for that." Jonathan leaned back, his fingers steepled. "Though some may argue, a disagreement in strategy is not enough to justify a court-approved asset freeze. That's creative lawfare. I'd almost admire it if it wasn't so blatant."

"This was retaliation," Darren said, folding his arms across his chest. His voice was calm, but there was a dangerous undercurrent to it, like the rumble of distant thunder. "You sided with Sagomoto and me, Grant. They couldn't control you, so now they're trying to break you. It's a classic strike against a young heir who won't play their game."

"Clearly this really has nothing to do with the fiduciary threats. It's made up."

"But will it hold in court?"

"It's possible. If it's legal enough, it'll be difficult to argue why it's illegal."

Darren cussed. "The only people powerful enough to speed run this like they did is Moon Wealth."

Grant stopped pacing, his eyes locking onto Darren's. "You think MWMO is behind this?"

"I'm a betting man, Grant, remember?" Darren said, his gaze unwavering. "I think, and so, I know. You were the last key piece in their puzzle. If you'd stayed aligned with them, they'd have carved up the Golden Hay empire and managed the pieces through their usual channels. The lawyers offered Moon Wealth a good cut for wealth management and welfare services as long as they protected all segments. You broke the pattern, and now they're punishing you."

Kara looked up from her terminal, her voice cutting through the tension. "I'm pulling up the board members involved in the injunction filing. Cross-referencing them with MWMO accounts now." fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Darren nodded, his mind already mapping out the battlefield. "Good. We need to know exactly who's in their pocket."

Jonathan leaned forward. "The good news is, they filed this under a temporary order. It's time-sensitive. You have seven days until the first hearing, when the court reviews whether the freeze remains or is lifted. That's our window."

Daisy slid a thick folder across the table to Grant, her movements precise. "This is our counter-strategy. We don't just dispute the grounds for the freeze, we challenge the entire legality of their filing. And then we show the court how the board manipulated you into silence."

Grant opened the folder, his eyes widening at the stack of documents inside. "This is a lot of paperwork."

"And that's just the surface," Daisy said with an 'I know' shrug. "We've also submitted a shadow request for discovery. Any documentation that shows board coordination with MWMO or affiliated firms will legally implicate them for conflict of interest. If we find even a shred of evidence, their case collapses."

Darren's eyes gleamed with quiet resolve. "They drew first blood. Now we make sure they regret it."

Several hours passed and the war room had been a flurry of activities throughout those hours.

Kara was presently before a 3D flow chart projected above the table, its holographic lines tracing financial transactions over the past six months involving Golden Hay accounts. Red flags pulsed at key nodes, each one a connection to MWMO or its subsidiaries.

"Caught them," Kara said, her voice triumphant as she zoomed in on a cluster of transactions. "Three of the filing board members— Grayson, Kline, and Voss— had their companies listed as MWMO-managed portfolios. That's direct financial interest."

Jonathan's eyes lit up like a predator scenting blood. "That's enough for a judge to raise eyebrows. If we can tie those portfolios to specific MWMO directives, we've got them in conflict of interest."

Daisy chimed in. "Unfreezing the assets would be too small of a move. It doesn't assure security. We're going to make the court consider sanctions against the board for bad-faith governance. That way, they'll be too busy covering their own backs to come after Grant again."

Darren nodded, his mind already three steps ahead. "Send the legal motion to their attorneys. Let's see how fast they squirm when they realize we have the upper hand."

Grant looked at him. "Are you really going to do it? Can you really stop them and save my company?"

Darren didn't respond, only giving him a soft gaze. He then looked at Rachel who approached Grant and placed a hand on his shoulder.

Grant turned to look at her.

"If there's anyone you could trust in this situation, then it's Mr. Steele."

Grant returned his gaze to Darren. He nodded at him, and Darren nodded back.

Then, everyone went back to work.

Darren's phone dinged, grabbing his attention. When he checked the notification, he saw that a new email had arrived, the subject line innocuous but Darren found it curious:

'Interest in New Investment Partnership.'

The sender was Delvarate, a tech startup in the neuro-link integration space. The message was brief, professional, and very polished. They claimed to have been recently cut loose by Moon Wealth Management and were seeking new visionary partners to carry their innovation forward.

Darren stared at the screen.

'Did I not hear about this yesterday? On the news? The papers?' His eyes narrowed at the company's information after they'd finished making their case of why they wanted his investment.

He pursed his lips and shrugged. 'Alright, Delvarate. Let's see what you're all about.'