Chapter 52: THE FALLOUT

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