Chapter 22 Zariah’s POVThe city outside her windows glittered like a field of diamonds scattered over black velvet.From this height, the streets didn’t roar; they pulsed — a quiet rhythm of headlights and life, a reminder that even when empires trembled, the world refused to pause for anyone.Zariah stood barefoot on the marble floor, one hand resting on the cool glass. Her reflection stared back — still, poised, unreadable. The news cycle had already devoured her, spat her name across headlines, and moved on to the next scandal.But the tremor it left behind still rippled through her company.She had spent the last two days cleaning the mess in silence.Board members reassured. Investors soothed. Leaks traced, or at least narrowed.And through it all, she never once raised her voice.Power didn’t shout.It whispered — and the world bent closer to hear.A faint knock broke the hush.Her assistant’s voice came through the intercom, careful and subdued.“Ma’am, the last file you requ
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