UNSEEN MOVES

The faintly illuminated space in Thane's personal workspace exuded a sense of peaceful focus. Thick velvet curtains prevented the city lights from entering, while the gentle sound of the air conditioning provided a calming, almost mesmerizing atmosphere. Thane sat back in his leather chair, fingers clasped under his chin, watching Isabella pace anxiously around the room.

"Isabella," Thane's voice pierced the quiet like a sharp blade, "we must intensify our strategies." We cannot tolerate further delays.

Isabella came to a halt, her forehead creased with worry. Looking around the room, she quickly viewed the luxurious decor that reflected Thane's prosperity and power. I comprehend, Thane. What specific task do you want me to complete?

Thane's gaze became intense as he moved closer, his face showing a blend of resolve and eagerness. “Jason’s growing isolation from Kendall is a perfect opportunity. We need to use this to our advantage. Create more discord between them, make it harder for