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Chapter 23 : Public Enemies

Author: Monica moon
last update publish date: 2026-06-04 05:18:27

The boardroom descended into chaos the moment Mark Dorkul’s words landed.

Sophia Reyes had just gone nuclear.

Phones started buzzing. Board members checked their alerts, faces draining of color. Eleanor Vanderbilt’s expression turned to granite as she read the live headline on her tablet:

“Ex-Girlfriend of Vanderbilt Tech Acquisition Target Accuses Billionaire Heir of Personal Vendetta and Corporate Sabotage.”

Ken felt the blood roar in his ears as he stared at Steve, whose face had gone danger
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