The media room buzzed with anticipation. Cameras were being adjusted, microphones tested, and reporters murmured like restless bees waiting for honey or blood. The massive gold emblem of Donovancorp gleamed behind the podium, a silent witness to the empire’s next betrayal.Before the conference began, the story rewound to three years earlier to the night it all began.~Flashback~: Victor Hayes’ Private Office , 11:42 P.M.Ethan walked into the chairman’s office in his expensive suit shadowing the hunger in his eyes. Across from him, Victor Hayes poured two glasses of whiskey, sliding one across the desk.“So,” Victor began, his tone smooth as silk, “you’re tired of being number two.”Ethan smirked, taking the glass. “Aria’s soft. Her father’s death hit her hard, and she’s distracted. The board respects her out of pity but that won’t last.”Victor leaned back, eyes gleaming. “And you want her seat even when she's your fiancé?.”“I deserve it,” Ethan replied, voice sharp. “I built half
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