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The Gathering Storm

作者: Yemi Blake
last update 最終更新日: 2025-09-18 02:58:38

The days bled together in a haze of crisis. Adeyemi Holdings had survived storms before, but never one so personal, so invasive. This wasn’t a market crash or a bad acquisition; it was betrayal, deliberate and precise, aimed at the very heart of Liam’s empire.

For the first time in years, Liam Adeyemi felt like a man standing on shifting sand. Every instinct he’d honed in boardrooms, every ruthless calculation that had built his fortune, told him this wasn’t random. Someone had dismantled his defenses piece by piece, with a familiarity that chilled him to the bone.

His world had narrowed to a constant rhythm of files, reports, and endless meetings. He moved through the house like a shadow of himself, always in motion, rarely eating, never sleeping enough. His study became a war room, the air thick with the scent of strong coffee and the sharp tang of ink on paper.

Stacks of documents covered his desk. Digital trails, financial anomalies, trading patterns, all the pieces of a puzzle th
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