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** The Cain Legacy Expands**One Month After the VictoryCain Vineyards had survived wars, takeovers, and betrayals, but under Leo Cain Jr.’s leadership, it wasn’t just surviving.It was dominating.The deal with Vincent Holdings had collapsed after Leo Jr.’s power move, and Cain Vineyards now had full control over its own European distribution network.But Leo Jr. knew one thing his father had taught him—power never stops moving.You either grow, or you get left behind.And tonight, he was preparing to take Cain Vineyards to a level even his ancestors had never dreamed of.A Meeting with GiantsInside the Cain Estate’s private boardroom, Leo Jr. sat at the head of the table, facing some of the wealthiest investors and business moguls in the world.To his right, his father, Leo Cain Sr., watched with quiet amusement. To his left, his mother, Vivienne Laurent-Cain, sipped her wine, her expression unreadable.At the center of the table sat Richard Langston, CEO of Langston Holdings, one

** The Next Rival**Six Months Later – Cain Vineyards Global Headquarters, New York City.The Cain empire had never been stronger.Under Leo Cain Jr.’s leadership, Cain Vineyards had expanded into new markets, secured billion-dollar partnerships, and eliminated key competitors.But power?Always attracted challengers.Nathan Sinclair entered the office, his expression unreadable.Leo sat behind his custom Italian oak desk, sipping a glass of 1985 Château Margaux, waiting.Nathan placed a folder on the desk.“We have a new problem.”Leo didn’t look up.“Of course we do.”Nathan exhaled. “It’s Isabella Devereaux.”Leo’s gaze flickered with interest.“She’s back?”Nathan nodded. “And she’s not playing defense like her father. She’s coming for you.”A New Kind of WarIsabella Devereaux wasn’t just André Devereaux’s daughter—she was a strategic mastermind, trained in hostile takeovers and aggressive market plays.Unlike her father, she wasn’t afraid of Leo.And that made her dangerous.“Sh

**Striking Back**Cain Vineyards Global Headquarters – New York CityLeo Cain Jr. never reacted without a plan.Isabella Devereaux had made her first move. Now, it was his turn.Nathan Sinclair entered the office, carrying a thick file. His expression was unreadable.“She met with Marchesi Vineyards in Tuscany,” Nathan said. “She’s trying to pull them away.”Leo smirked, leaning back in his chair.“She won’t succeed.”Nathan raised a brow. “How do you know?”Leo picked up his phone and dialed.“Get me Alessandro Marchesi.”Nathan watched, impressed but not surprised.Leo always anticipated his enemies.Tuscany, Italy – Marchesi VineyardsAlessandro Marchesi was waiting when Leo’s private jet landed.“You didn’t waste any time,” Alessandro said, shaking Leo’s hand.Leo smiled. “Neither did Isabella.”They walked through the vineyard, discussing business.“She offered me a deal,” Alessandro admitted. “One that lets me sell to both of you.”Leo nodded. “I expected that.”Alessandro studi

** The War Escalates**Cain Vineyards Global Headquarters – New York CityLeo Cain Jr. sat at the head of the long, sleek conference table, his green eyes scanning the room filled with his top executives. The tension in the air was thick—everyone knew Isabella had struck hard.Nathan Sinclair, standing beside him, placed a folder on the table.“Élan Imports is on the verge of signing with Isabella. She’s offering them a controlling stake in a new luxury wine distribution company—one that would replace Cain Vineyards in key European markets.”Leo remained calm, but beneath the surface, a storm was brewing."How long until they finalize the deal?"Nathan hesitated. “A week—maybe less.”Leo smirked. “Then we have time to kill it.”The executives watched as their CEO leaned back, contemplating his next move.Leo never panicked. He never reacted.He attacked.Paris, France – Devereaux ChâteauIsabella Devereaux stood in her private study, the Paris skyline glittering behind her.Ethan Grey

**When the Past Comes Knocking**Cain Vineyards Global Headquarters – New York CityLeo Cain Jr. had weathered storms, crushed his enemies, and built an empire.But this?This was a different kind of war—one that struck at the heart of his legacy.Nathan Sinclair strode into the office, his expression grim. “Leo, we have a problem.”Leo tossed the gold fountain pen onto his desk, leaning back in his chair. “Let me guess. Isabella?”Nathan nodded, sliding a file across the mahogany surface.Leo flipped it open. His eyes darkened.Vivienne Cain is selling her shares.His mother.His own mother.“She wouldn’t,” he muttered.“She would,” Nathan countered. “Isabella made her an offer she couldn’t refuse. And now?” He exhaled. “If she signs, Isabella will have controlling interest in Devereaux Holdings.”Leo clenched his jaw.The woman who once stood beside him was now tearing down everything he had built.Nathan hesitated. “What do you want to do?”Leo’s lips curled into a dangerous smirk.