That was the night we finally stopped being victims. It was just past midnight when our dining room turned into a war room. Eleanor arrived first, still in her robe, hair loose and messy, but her eyes were sharp as ever. She walked in like she owned the battlefield. “Tell me everything.”Thomas and Sarah came next. They’d left the kids with a neighbor. Thomas carried his laptop, Sarah had her notepad ready. You could tell just by looking at them they were already thinking like architects, searching for the weak points in the structure.Marcus Chen joined on video from his home office, tie loosened, coffee in hand. “I cleared my schedule. Whatever you need.”We gathered around the table with the kids sleeping upstairs and guards outside. The energy in the room felt different this time. We weren’t just reacting anymore. We were planning.Caleb laid it all out, his voice heavy. “Harrison Jr. is suing us for fifty million,harassment, defamation. He’s also filed complaints trying to get me
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