The Eve of the Proxy Battle

On the eve of the final shareholder plenary session at the historic Plaza Hotel, the eighty-second-floor penthouse of One Vanderbilt was wrapped in an atmosphere of serene, undisturbed peace. Outside, a brilliant winter moon hung high over Central Park, casting a silvery glow across the frosted trees and the dark expanse of the Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis Reservoir. Inside the grand living room, a fire crackled softly in the black granite…