Nathan’s POVThe burner phone felt heavier than usual in my hand.I stared at the unsent message on the screen — Stop digging, Natalie. Before it’s too late.I’d already sent her two before. Anonymous, encrypted, the kind that left no trace.But this one… this one felt pointless now.It was too late.The news had already broken.Headlines blared across every financial feed and business site in the country:MAISON VIVRA FRAUD ROCKS CORPORATE ALLIANCES — GRAVESWELL AND YORK UNDER FIRE.Someone had leaked. Someone inside the chain had talked. And the entire world had just learned about the mess I’d been trying to contain.“Fuck.”I locked the phone, tossed it on the desk, and leaned back in my chair, staring at the ceiling. My temples throbbed. My jaw ached from grinding my teeth.How the hell did Natalie Harris know where to look in the first place?She wasn’t just guessing. She’d gone straight for the right documents — the right accounts — the exact trails that tied Graveswell to Procu
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