The words Sophie had spoken still echoed in my mind. We’ve found the mole. I had barely processed the enormity of what she was saying when my fingers trembled against the phone, as if I could somehow steady the storm that was gathering inside me. Robert was playing a game on a level I hadn’t anticipated, and now, it wasn’t just about the company or the fight for our future—it was about betrayal.
The silent dread I’d felt in the past few moments wasn’t just the weight of the business decisions or the personal stakes anymore. It was the realization that someone close to us had sold us out. They had been feeding Robert information. Our information. And every moment we spent uncovering the layers of this conspiracy, the deeper the pit in my stomach grew.
I turned to Alexander, who had been standing quietly beside me, his eyes reflecting a calm I was beginning to envy. He knew the stakes. He always did. But the way his hand reached for mine, the quiet strength in his touch, reassured me. N
