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Antonio’s POVI took my time and leisurely walked down the hall toward the conference room. I wasn’t in a hurry; I knew they’d wait for me. The board was as eager as ever for change, and today, I’d make sure they saw me as the key to that change.As I reached the door, I wasn’t surprised to see a few of the directors already inside, waiting. They stood and greeted me as soon as I entered, all nodding respectfully.They offered me the CEO's seat at the head of the table, a gesture that hinted at their intentions. I sat down, settling in with a calm confidence. I had done my homework. The path to the top was well within my reach.Just as the meeting was about to begin, the door burst open, and Phoebe walked in, looking angrier than ever. Beside her was a woman I didn’t recognize, a slight but determined-looking figure who clung closely to Phoebe's side.“Good afternoon, gentlemen,” Phoebe began, her voice sharp and tense. “Would anyone care to explain to me why this meeting is being hel
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Phoebe’s POVI stood there, staring at Ryan, my family’s lawyer, unable to believe what I was seeing. This man had worked for my father, had stood by his side during some of the most difficult battles in business.And now he was here, seated next to Antonio, wearing a calm, calculating expression as if this betrayal was nothing to him.“How could you do this, Ryan?” I spat, my voice shaking with anger. “How could you betray my family like this? You were my father's lawyer, for crying out loud! You helped build this company with him, and now you’re just handing it over to—him?” I jerked my chin in Antonio’s direction, feeling so disgusted and betrayed.Ryan looked at me, cold and unfazed. “My services were to Mr. Grayson, Phoebe. Now that he’s no longer here, my loyalty goes where it’s rewarded. And right now, that’s with someone who values my skills and compensates me accordingly.”I felt my hands clench, fury building inside me. “You’re disgusting,” I snapped, struggling to keep my v
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Andrew's POV“Double-check everything,” I instructed the housekeeper over the phone. “The villa needs to be ready when we arrive, and I want the staff there briefed. No room for error.” “Yes, Sir. Everything is confirmed,” the voice on the other end said. “Good,” I replied with a nod before hanging up. It had taken a lot of effort to organize this, but I knew it would definitely be worth it. I turned to Alfred. “Are the movement schedules finalized? And the cars we'll be using once we land?” He nodded. “Yes, Master. Everything has been arranged as per your instructions. Everything has been confirmed.” “Excellent,” I replied, leaning slightly against the window frame. I allowed myself a small smile, one of satisfaction. The truth was, I knew Sheila wouldn’t have come willingly if I had asked her outright. She would’ve found an excuse, some way to evade me. That’s why I had to take matters into my own hands. It wasn’t ideal, but it was necessary. Alfred tilted his head, ob
