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The morning after their long night of planning, Evelyn arrived at Drake Tower early. The lobby was quiet, the marble floor gleaming in the pale light, but the weight of tension hung in the air. She knew Claudia’s campaign would not wait, and the press could erupt at any moment.When she entered the war room, Hana and Noah were already at work. Screens displayed timelines of Evelyn’s career, each date and location pinned with meticulous care. Mason stood near the window, speaking in low tones on the phone, coordinating contacts abroad. Alexander was there too, calm as always, though Evelyn could see the focus in his eyes sharpened even more than usual.Hana looked up as Evelyn took her seat. “I spoke to our contact at The Herald of Seoul. They are willing to run a profile if we provide material. They agreed

The next morning began with a phone call that jarred Evelyn awake before dawn. Mason’s voice was clipped, urgent. “She is moving again. Claudia has shifted her focus. She is no longer working through the board alone. She is building a coalition of investors outside the company. If she succeeds, they can force a vote of no confidence against Celeste.”Evelyn sat up, the cold air of the townhouse pressing against her skin. “Which investors?”“Early reports point to Zurich, Vienna, and London,” Mason replied. “She is promising them influence in exchange for support. If she gathers enough of them, she can pressure the board to act against its own Chairwoman.”Evelyn felt the weight of the words settle on her chest. The battle was widening. Claudia was not content to stir un

The rain fell steadily over Seoul as Evelyn entered the tower the next morning. The board’s calm after the London call had steadied her for a brief moment, but Mason’s urgent message erased any thought of rest. Claudia had not paused to lick her wounds. She was already searching for something new, something older, something darker.In the war room, the screens glowed with intercepted communications. Hana’s face was pale from hours of work, her eyes sharp with exhaustion. She gestured at the scrolling text. “She is digging into the earliest years of the Drake empire again. Not the debts we already addressed, but the foundations of the first shipping routes. She is seeking a secret that even Celeste may not want revealed.”Evelyn frowned. “What kind of secret?”Hana hesitated before

The following day dawned with the sharp glow of headlines splashed across international outlets. The historian’s words had spread with speed, filling newspapers in London, Paris, and New York. Drake Fortune Built on War Profits, one headline declared. Another read, Old Secrets Surface, Questions Rise for Drake Leadership. Evelyn read them all in silence from her office, her tea untouched on the desk. She had expected the storm, but the force of it still unsettled her.Noah entered carrying a folder of updates. “It is everywhere. Investors are nervous, though most remain steady because of your speech yesterday. But the press will not let go easily. Claudia is feeding them more. She has leaked partial ledgers, pages torn from records in Geneva. None prove ongoing corruption, but they look damning at first glance.&rdq

The early flight to Paris was silent. Evelyn sat near the window, the city lights of Seoul fading beneath the wings as dawn rose in streaks of pale gold. Alexander was beside her, reviewing files one last time. Neither spoke much. They both knew the importance of what awaited them. Julien Morel was not just another contact. He was family, however distant, and Claudia was already whispering in his ear.By the time they landed in Paris, the city was cloaked in gray skies and drizzle. Mason had already sent word that Claudia had met Julien the previous night. That meant they were stepping into ground already softened by her persuasion. Evelyn braced herself as the car carried them through narrow streets to a quiet café near Montparnasse.Julien Morel was waiting. He was tall, with thinning hair and a face lined by both age and bitterness. He rose stiffly when