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Author: Agent_047
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Rothschild mansion.

Rina Rothschild could be seen in her work room inside the mansion she lived in.

In Front of her was her personal computer which had an email open.

The email seemed to be the official confirmation of her dismissal from the board of directors.

She was sitting there but her mind wasn't present with her in the room. Her brain was currently looking for ways to get her position in the company back.

In her deep thoughts she was thinking of a way for her to return to her position in the company again, and this time just like the first time she wasn't planning on stopping with just returning but also trying to remove her brother from the company.

But it seems like her brother has used the period in which she was married to Rottem very well and removed every member of the board who was on her side and replaced them with those who are loyal to her.

This is one of the reasons her return wasn't very welcomed by the members of the board but they could do nothing because it was t
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