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The recording circulated rapidly, its contents analyzed, dissected, and speculated upon by media outlets and online commentators. In the span of a few hours, it became clear that William's strategy wasn’t just to ruin Fiona’s reputation; he wanted to isolate her completely.Darwin stood at the penthouse’s panoramic window, staring at the city lights while gripping his phone tightly. Marcus had left to mitigate the fallout, leaving Fiona, Thalassa, and Darwin to process the turn of events.Fiona sat curled up on the couch, watching the endless stream of updates with growing despair. The narration over the video painted her as a manipulative woman orchestrating a scheme to trap Darwin, with Eleanor’s involvement spun as further evidence of her duplicity.“This is worse than I thought,” Thalassa muttered, sitting beside her. “He’s not just attacking you—he’s trying to destroy every shred of credibility you have.”Darwin turned, his gaze sharp and unyielding. “He’s playing dirty, and we’l
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The air in the penthouse grew thick with tension as Marcus explained the latest development. “William isn’t just silencing Alan Wright through threats or bribes. He’s activating his full arsenal. Alan’s name is already being scrubbed from public records, and I wouldn’t be surprised if a manufactured scandal surfaces to ruin his credibility entirely,” Marcus said. Darwin leaned against the edge of the desk, his jaw tight. “How long do we have before Alan’s entirely untouchable?” Marcus checked his phone. “At the rate William’s moving? A day. Maybe less.” Fiona, seated on the couch, wrapped her arms around herself. “If William discredits Alan, won’t that weaken our case? It’ll be our word against his.” “Exactly,” Darwin replied. “That’s why we need to get to Alan first.” Thalassa, sitting cross-legged in an armchair, raised an eyebrow. “And what’s the plan? It’s not like we can just knock on his door and ask him to hand over evidence.” Darwin exchanged a look with Marcus. “
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The morning sun filtered through the windows of the penthouse, but the atmosphere inside was anything but bright. Fiona paced the living room, her fingers knotted together in agitation. Darwin stood at the kitchen counter, his eyes glued to the screen of his tablet as he read the transcript of William's press conference.The television in the corner played the press event on a loop. William Newton stood confidently at the podium, his expression one of practiced outrage.“These baseless accusations against me are the work of desperate individuals,” he declared. “Darwin Solomon and Fiona Woods have conspired to fabricate evidence in a malicious attempt to tarnish my reputation and derail my business endeavors.”The soundbite was chilling in its simplicity, its venom disguised as righteous indignation.Darwin tossed the tablet onto the counter and rubbed his temples. “He’s good. Twisting the narrative like this—it’s exactly what I expected.”Thalassa, perched on the arm of the sofa, shoo
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The city seemed to pulse with tension the next morning as the fallout from the latest revelations rippled across every news outlet. The exposé exposing William’s use of fabricated documents had turned public opinion against him again. But Darwin and Fiona knew the reprieve was temporary. William was too cunning to go down without a fight.Darwin sat at the head of the long table in the penthouse study, his face set in grim determination. Fiona, Thalassa, Marcus, and Rachel were seated around him, their expressions varying degrees of exhaustion and resolve.Marcus spoke first. “We’ve hit him hard with the evidence of those fake documents. His credibility is crumbling, but he’s already making moves to shift the narrative. He’s claiming the documents were planted by us to frame him.”Rachel scoffed. “Typical. When he’s cornered, he doubles down. But we can’t let him dictate the story anymore.”Darwin nodded. “Agreed. We need to push harder, faster. If we don’t keep the momentum, he’ll fi
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The city was eerily quiet that morning. It wasn’t just the crisp autumn air that made Fiona shiver as she stood by the penthouse window—it was the text message from the night before."Tomorrow."Today was tomorrow, and she had no idea what William had planned.Darwin was already up, pacing the length of the study, his phone pressed to his ear. His security team had been on high alert since the threat, but so far, nothing unusual had been reported.Thalassa sat on the couch, sipping a cup of coffee, her usual sharp wit dulled by concern. “This feels like the calm before the storm,” she muttered.Marcus, who had been monitoring William’s financial collapse, strode in, his face grim. “We’ve boxed him in, but that makes him more dangerous. He’s desperate, and desperate men do stupid things.”Fiona nodded, her fingers tightening around the fabric of her sweater. She refused to let fear paralyze her, but the unknown loomed over her like a storm cloud.Then, Darwin’s phone rang.He answered
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The road stretched endlessly ahead, the skyline of Bay City fading into the distance as Darwin’s black SUV sped toward Serene City. The tension in the car was thick, an unspoken understanding that this trip wasn’t just about confrontation—it was about survival. Fiona sat beside Darwin, her hands resting protectively over her stomach. Every mile that passed was a reminder that she was walking straight into danger. But she couldn’t hide anymore. William may have been behind bars, but his influence had not been locked away with him. And Bella Robbins was proof of that. In the back seat, Thalassa was uncharacteristically quiet, her gaze fixed on the view outside. Even she knew this wasn’t just another one of Fiona’s battles. This was the war that would decide everything. Marcus, driving the car ahead of them, spoke through the radio. “We’re ten minutes away. Security is already stationed around the perimeter of your old apartment, but there’s been no sign of Bella.” “Then we assume sh
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The timestamp was from two days before his supposed prison escape.“That’s impossible,” Thalassa whispered.Fiona’s stomach twisted. “Someone let him out before the official records even changed.”Darwin’s face darkened. “Which means we have a rat inside law enforcement.”Marcus ran a search, fingers flying across the keyboard. “I’ll cross-check recent resignations, transfers, and promotions. Someone made a deal to get him out.”Thalassa leaned forward, her sharp gaze locked onto the screen. “Forget how. I want to know where he is now.”Marcus clicked on another file, his expression tightening. A few seconds later, a red dot appeared on a map. “Got something. Bella’s phone was active an hour ago.”Darwin narrowed his eyes. “Where?”Marcus exhaled sharply. “An abandoned steel factory on the outskirts of Serene City.”Silence filled the room.Then Fiona stood. “Let’s go.”Darwin followed immediately, but Marcus hesitated. “Wait—we need a plan.”Darwin grabbed his gun. “The plan is simpl
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The warehouse was silent, save for the distant hum of machinery and the occasional creak of rusted metal. A thick tension hung in the air as Fiona and her team advanced, their steps calculated, precise. The walls of the abandoned building towered around them, dark and unforgiving. Every corner could hide a trap. Every shadow, a threat. Marcus’s voice was low, cutting through the quiet. “We’re close. Bella’s signal came from inside.” Fiona’s eyes scanned the horizon, her grip tightening on her gun. They’d tracked Bella for weeks. She was the mastermind behind the corruption that had spread like a disease through law enforcement, leaving death and chaos in her wake. Now, they were here to end it. She glanced at Darwin, whose jaw was clenched, his eyes hard. There was no room for hesitation now. No time for doubt. This was the moment they’d all been preparing for. Thalassa, ever confident, cracked her knuckles. “Let’s wrap this up. It’s too quiet. Too easy.” Fiona agreed. Bella
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