The heavy steel doors of the sub-basement holding facility hissed shut with a definitive, bone-chilling thud, sealing Nathaniel Vance away behind three feet of reinforced titanium and acoustic-dampened lead.Inside the narrow observation deck overlooking the secure containment cell, Adrian Vance stood motionless, his massive frame radiating an aura of suppressed, glacial fury. His striking silver-gray eyes were locked on the solitary figure seated at the stainless-steel table inside the cell.Nathaniel Vance did not look like a man who had just been stripped of his global empire. His immaculate charcoal suit was uncreased, his silver hair neatly combed, and his sharp, pale features bore an expression of serene, almost mocking amusement as he stared directly into the one-way mirror, meeting his grandson's lethal gaze without a single tremor of fear.Beside Adrian stood Elena Vance, her arms crossed over her tailored black blazer, her emerald eyes narrowing into brilliant, calculating s
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