บททั้งหมดของ Reborn After the CEO's One-Night Stand: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

The high-rise boardroom on the eighty-fourth floor of Sterling Capital was shrouded in a quiet, heavy atmosphere at seven-thirty in the morning. Outside the vast floor-to-ceiling glass windows, the city skyline was bathed in the pale, icy light of a rising autumn sun. Down below, the streets were beginning to fill with early morning traffic, thousands of commuters moving through their routines, completely oblivious to the silent, high-stakes corporate restructuring taking place high above them.Sienna sat composed at the head of the polished obsidian conference table. She wore a pristine ivory silk blouse underneath a sharp, tailored black blazer, her posture regal and entirely unyielding. Her face was calm, cleared of the raw, paralyzing terror that had threatened to consume her during the midnight raid twelve hours earlier. Little Leo was currently fast asleep in the private executive suite just down the carpeted hallway, guarded by a reinforced, six-man tactical detail that answere

The red emergency beacon on the console flashed with a steady, oppressive pulse. Outside the wide windows of the west wing, the serene afternoon light felt suddenly deceptive, replaced by a suffocating blanket of high-stakes tension.Alexander moved with instantaneous, terrifying precision. Without a word, he pulled Leo tight against his chest, shielding the baby with his broad body as he stepped away from the glass. His storm-gray eyes burned with a lethal, cold fury that made the surrounding room seem to drop ten degrees in temperature.The double doors of the suite slammed open. Marcus stepped into the room, his jacket unbuttoned and his mobile phone pressed hard against his ear. His usually immaculate hair was slightly disheveled, his sharp face locked in a grim, rigid mask."It’s not a physical assault this time," Marcus said rapidly, lowering his phone as he looked between Sienna and Alexander. "Hector Vance’s legal counsel filed an emergency ex part petition with the Southern D

The cold wind coming off the harbor whipped around the stone portico, carrying the faint, bitter scent of coming rain.Sienna stood frozen on the top step, the screen of her smartphone glowing against her pale face. The black text of the anonymous message burned into her retinas, each word acting like a drop of acid eaten into her composure.Look at your mother's locket. Ask Alexander what happened the night she died.Her heart hammered a frantic, irregular rhythm against her ribs. Slowly, almost unconsciously, her fingers curled tightly around the antique silver locket resting over her collarbone. For three years, this locket had been her anchor a final, sacred token left by her mother before her sudden, unexplained death during the turbulent height of the original Cross Global merger talks.Alexander felt the immediate, violent shift in her energy. His dark brows furrowed, his storm-gray eyes dropping from the disappearing tail lights of the federal sedans down to Sienna’s drained,

The private elevator rushed up toward the penthouse floor of the Sterling Capital tower, its glass walls overlooking the twinkling skyline of the city. Rain lashed against the glass, reflecting the red emergency lights of the executive suite above.Inside the car, Sienna adjusted the lapels of her sharp ivory suit. Her mother’s silver locket rested firmly over her collarbone, no longer a symbol of unresolved grief, but a weapon of absolute truth. Beside her, Alexander stood like a dark tempest, immaculate in a bespoke charcoal suit, his broad shoulders squared and his jaw set in stone."Twenty minutes," Sienna said, her voice dropping into a cool, calculating register. "Hector timed the media leak to hit right as the market closed. He wants the board terrified of a stock collapse so they execute the emergency removal clause before we can present the original ledger."Alexander turned to her, his storm-gray eyes burning with fierce, unwavering confidence. "The board thinks they hold th

The soft, warm glow of the nursery suddenly felt fragile, swallowed by the cold amber light radiating from the encrypted tablet.Alexander’s broad hand tightened around Sienna’s waist, his body locking into a tense, dangerous stillness. Beside him, little Leo let out a quiet, sleepy sigh, resting his small head against his father’s chest, completely unaware of the financial shockwave that had just rocked his world.Sienna leaned over Alexander’s arm, her gray eyes racing across the lines of glowing text on the tablet screen. Her breath hitched in her throat as the cold, unforgiving numbers sank in."Forty percent," Sienna whispered, her voice barely audible. "Forty percent of our primary reserve stock... wiped out in a single offshore block transaction.""That isn't a market purchase, Sienna," Alexander said, his low baritone dropping into a dark, murderous growl. "Reserve stock under the Joint Trust agreement requires a master security key to trade. Hector couldn't have executed this