Chapter Seventy nine

The air hung heavy in Landon's office, thick with the scent of stale coffee and the lingering echo of tension. He sat hunched over his desk, the polished mahogany reflecting the flickering flames from the fireplace, casting long, dancing shadows across the room. The weight of the power he'd relinquished felt like a physical burden, a heavy cloak he couldn't quite shed. He'd been forced, manipulated by the cunning Leo Madison, into giving up the reins of his superiority. Leo, his father-in-law, wielded the threat of exposure, a poisoned dagger of incriminating evidence hanging over Landon's head.

It was a tightrope walk, navigating the minefield of Leo's machinations. Landon was trapped, ensnared in a web spun by a man who knew his darkest secrets. A man whose motives remained shrouded in an impenetrable veil of calculated silence. There was a constant, gnawing worry, a fear that gnawed at the edges of Landon's sanity.

The click of polished shoes against the marble floor sent a shiver