The morning light poured through the windows of my office, casting long shadows on the polished hardwood floor. I stared out at the city skyline, trying to steady my racing thoughts, but the knot of anxiety in my stomach only tightened. I hadn’t slept since rescuing Mikey, my mind consumed by what Rachel would do next. She had escaped, and I knew she wasn’t done with me yet.But even with her gone, her damage remained. I heard the knock before I saw Oliver enter the room. His face was grim, the tight lines of stress etched deeper than I’d ever seen. That wasn’t a good sign. My heart skipped a beat as he approached, holding a folder in his hand."Emily," he said, his voice low and cautious. "You need to see this."I took the folder from him, opening it with a sense of dread. As I scanned the documents, my worst fears were confirmed. It was all there—stock reports, financial projections, and the damage Rachel had inflicted on my company over the last few weeks. Contracts had been sabot
I sat at my desk, staring at the door where Victoria had just left. Her presence lingered like a storm cloud, filling the room with a heaviness I couldn’t shake. My mind raced, replaying every word she’d said, every calculated glance she’d thrown my way.Victoria Langston, Daniel’s sister. The only member of that twisted family who had managed to stay out of the spotlight. And now she wanted to help me? No, not help—she wanted to make a deal.I couldn’t trust her. But then again, I couldn’t ignore her either."Emily," Oliver's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. He was still standing by the window, watching me carefully. "What do you make of all this? You know Victoria’s got her own agenda."I nodded slowly, still processing everything. "She does. But so does everyone else in this game. Rachel, Daniel, even the board—they’re all playing their own hands. The difference is... Victoria’s the only one offering me a way out."Oliver crossed his arms, his brow furrowed in concern. "But at
I stared at Victoria across the dimly lit restaurant, my fingers wrapped tightly around the stem of my wine glass. Her offer hung in the air between us, suffocating in its complexity. Could I really trust her? Every instinct told me to be cautious, to tread lightly, but I had already walked into the lion's den, and there was no turning back now."Alright," I said slowly, the weight of my decision pressing down on me. "We’ll do this. But let’s be clear—this is a partnership. I’m not some pawn you can use and discard when it’s convenient for you."Victoria’s lips curled into a thin smile, her sharp eyes gleaming with approval. "Of course, Emily. I wouldn’t dream of treating you as anything less than an equal in this endeavor." Her words dripped with practiced politeness, but I could see the calculated precision behind them. She was already planning her next move.I leaned back in my seat, refusing to let her control the tempo of the conversation. "So, what’s our first step? Rachel’s bee
Victoria’s words echoed in my mind long after we left the restaurant. Daniel’s weakness. We finally had a lead, a way to dismantle the empire that had caused so much destruction. But it wasn’t going to be easy. Daniel wasn’t just a manipulative businessman—he was a master at staying three steps ahead, and if we weren’t careful, he’d see us coming long before we made our move.I drove through the quiet streets, my mind racing with the plan we were about to set into motion. The night air was thick with anticipation, but also a deep unease. I wasn’t naive—this wasn’t just a calculated play. It was a gamble with very real consequences. And I wasn’t sure how far I was willing to go to win.My phone buzzed, breaking the tense silence in the car. It was a text from Oliver: *You okay? What did she say?*I hesitated before responding, the weight of my decision pressing down on me. Could I even tell him everything? This alliance with Victoria was fragile, and I couldn’t afford to let anyone—esp
The moment I saw Victoria’s message, I knew we were in trouble. I had hoped we’d have more time, that Daniel would be too distracted by Amelia’s resurfacing to notice what we were doing to his assets. But Daniel was faster, sharper than I had given him credit for. He knew. And he was coming for us.I sat at my desk, staring at the screen, feeling a sinking dread settle over me. The numbers on my project’s financials had been steady, but now they were flashing red. Alerts were popping up, showing sudden delays, mysterious budget cuts, and key investors pulling out.Panic clawed at the edges of my mind as I tried to process what was happening. This was no accident. Daniel had gotten to them. He’d used his connections to sabotage my latest project, the one I’d poured everything into—my company’s future, my team’s trust, my own reputation.I grabbed my phone and dialed Oliver. He picked up on the first ring, his voice tense. “What’s going on, Emily?”“It’s Daniel,” I said, trying to keep
The morning light streamed through the windows of my office, casting long shadows over the papers scattered across my desk. Investor reports, financial projections, shipping delays—it was a mess, much like the situation I found myself in. I stared at the name on the report in front of me, my heart pounding in my chest.Jackson Reed.He was the key. The investor I had overlooked. A man with deep pockets and even deeper connections. If Daniel had gotten to Jackson, it was all over. Jackson’s influence over the other investors was immense. He could pull the rest of them out with just a few well-placed words, and Daniel knew that.I sat back in my chair, running my hands through my hair, feeling the weight of every decision I had made in the past few weeks crashing down on me. This project wasn’t just another business venture. It was the cornerstone of my company’s future, a symbol of everything I had fought for, and now it was hanging by a thread.“Emily,” Oliver’s voice broke through my
The first sign of victory came in the form of an email. I sat at my desk, barely noticing the sunlight streaming through the windows, lost in the whirlwind of paperwork and damage control after my meeting with Jackson Reed. The pressure of the deal still lingered in my bones, but as my inbox pinged with a new message, I glanced at the sender and froze."Subject: Congratulations, Emily! — Board Approval"I opened it immediately, my heart pounding in my chest. The words on the screen felt surreal.*The board has reviewed the recent developments and voted in favor of proceeding with the project. You have their full support moving forward.*I blinked, reading the email twice. I had done it. I had saved the project. Jackson’s agreement had stabilized the investors, and with the board on my side, Daniel’s sabotage attempt had been stopped cold—for now.I leaned back in my chair, exhaling a shaky breath, feeling a flicker of relief for the first time in what felt like weeks. The gamble had p
The moment I saw Daniel's name flash across my phone, a cold dread settled in my stomach. I hesitated before answering, knowing full well that any interaction with him could spiral out of control. But I had no choice. I needed to know what he was planning.“Emily,” his voice was smooth and confident, each syllable dripping with that familiar arrogance that always put my defenses on high alert. “I trust you’ve been keeping busy.”“Cut the pleasantries, Daniel. What do you want?” I replied, keeping my tone steady, though my heart raced.“Straight to the point, I see. I like that,” he said, an edge of amusement in his voice. “I just wanted to give you a heads-up. You might want to keep a closer eye on your little team. Trust can be so... fragile.”I felt my pulse quicken as his words sank in. “What are you implying?”“I’m merely suggesting that someone close to you might be a little... disloyal.” He chuckled softly. “But I suppose you’ll find out soon enough.”Before I could respond, he