FAZER LOGIN"Fair," Carter said. "That's fair.""But I'm willing to find out," Maeve continued. "If you're willing to let me make that choice completely freely, with no contracts or coercion or manipulation. If you can accept that I might choose to leave. If you can give me that freedom without condition, then yes. I want to stay. Not because of the contract. Not because of obligation. But because I want to see who you become."Carter moved toward her, but slowly, giving her space to change her mind. When he reached her, he took her hand gently."I can do that," he said. "I can do that."The next three days were chaos.Cameron turned himself in with legal representation. He pled guilty to conspiracy and corporate espionage. Jade Kensington was arrested trying to flee to Mexico with forged documents. The SEC opened investigations into both the pension fund theft and the sabotage. Langston Appliances stock plummeted and then began a slow, steady climb as investors realized the company was being han
"I'm going to get out of this car now," Maeve said, and she opened the door. "And I'm going to go back to Los Angeles. And I'm going to tell Carter exactly what you've confessed to me.""Then he'll destroy me," Cameron said. There was no anger in his voice, just sad certainty. "Our family will be destroyed. Is that really what you want?"Maeve paused at the edge of the car, silhouetted against the setting sun."I want," she said slowly, "to make my own choices. I want to stop being leverage, whether it's in Carter's contract or your coercion or anyone else's game. And if protecting my ability to choose means your family gets destroyed, then yes. That's exactly what I want."She slammed the door and started walking back toward the highway.Behind her, Cameron's voice carried on the ocean breeze: "You can't outrun this, Maeve! You can't outrun what I know!"But she could try.She could absolutely try.Maeve called Carter from the side of the highway, after a passing driver stopped to as
"And you destroyed your own castle instead of letting someone else burn it down. That's not a performance. That's not strategy." She wiped her eyes. "That's a man deciding he doesn't want to be a monster anymore.""Does that change anything?"Maeve considered the question. The honest answer was complicated. Yes and no and maybe and wait. Yes, because she'd seen something in him today that made her reconsider everything. No, because trust doesn't rebuild overnight and she still didn't know if she could ever truly believe he'd changed. Maybe, because there was still Cameron, still her own heart to figure out.But what she said was: "I don't know yet."Carter nodded like he'd expected that answer. Like it was the only honest one available."Okay," he said. "I can work with that.Cameron was waiting for Maeve when she left Carter's office.He leaned against the wall near the elevators, his expression carefully arranged into something casual, but Maeve could see the tension in his shoulder
The board exchanged glances. Reginald Chen picked up the document, read through it with the speed of someone who'd been reading contracts for fifty years."This is solid," he said finally. "Legally sound. Ethically sound. I vote yes."Others followed. Marcus voted yes. Three more voted yes. Within twenty minutes, the vote was unanimous.Sterling hadn't moved."Sterling?" Carter waited."You just negotiated away your father's legacy," Sterling said quietly."No," Carter replied. "I just saved it. There's a difference."The press conference was scheduled for noon.Carter stood backstage in the corporate media center, adjusting his tie. Maeve watched from the wings, still in the observation area now that the meeting had concluded. Cameron had gone downstairs to coordinate with the communications team.She wanted to go to Carter. Something in her chest was pulling her toward him, some recognition of what he was doing, what he was sacrificing. But she stayed where she was. She didn't have
"I'm trying to save you from your own ambition." Carter stood, placed a business card on the table. "My phone number. If you want the CEO position legitimately, if you want to walk away from Jade's deal, that's the number to call. But you need to decide fast. Because once you vote no confidence tomorrow, once you go fully public with your support for her position, there's no coming back."Carter left him there, left him staring at the business card, left him with the uncomfortable knowledge that he might have made a deal with a devil he didn't fully understand.Outside the restaurant, the rain had stopped, but the ground was still wet, the air still thick with the smell of it. Carter stood on the sidewalk for a moment, feeling the weight of what he'd just done.He'd given away his company. His legacy. Everything.And he didn't regret it.When his phone rang ten minutes later, it was Sterling."I'm in," Sterling said simply. "Tell me how to get out of this alive.The Langston Appliance
Carter. Thanks for coming." Sterling didn't stand, didn't offer his hand. The breach of basic courtesy was deliberate, establishing dominance.Carter sat anyway. A server appeared instantly with water and the wine list. Carter waved him off."What did you want to talk about, Sterling?""The shareholders meeting tomorrow. And your future.""I'm listening."Sterling took a sip of his martini, let the moment stretch. He was enjoying this. That was clear. The man had spent fifteen years in Carter's shadow, always the second-in-command, always the one whose ideas were rejected, whose ambitions were thwarted. Now he held power, and he wanted to savor it."A woman named Jade Kensington approached me with an interesting proposal," Sterling said finally. "She has evidence that your confession to Detective Chen was incomplete. That you're covering up significantly more serious crimes than securities fraud."Carter said nothing. Silence was often more effective than denial."She's going to prese







