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"What do you mean by that?" Lena raged on the phone at Glinda, Zen's director. "Exactly what you saw in the email. You know the rule, babes." "Yes I do, and I didn't break any." "Stop lying, Lena. An exclusive member said you secretly contacted him and offered your body in exchange for money. First you used private records of members, making Zen look like we don't respect privacy, then you broke the no monetary exchange rule. I don't want to see you there again." She hung up before Lena could argue.

The power they held over the local businesses was melting away like ice on a hot bonnet. By three o'clock that afternoon, I was sitting at the oak desk in my private office. The third-phase blueprints for the Moon Goddess Relic project were spread across the blotter. My pen hovered over the signature line. The desk phone buzzed twice. I picked up the receiver. "Speak." "Your Excellency, we have a major security breach," Axton said. His breathing was shallow. I could hear the distinct sound of radio static and shouting in the background of the main lobby. "The Blue-Claw Pack Alpha is here."

I really wanted to see the tortured look on Richard Montgomery's face when Vincenzo's threats became reality. Vincenzo must have interpreted my smile with understanding, he finally let go of my hand to check his ringing phone. A frown instantly replaced the smile on his face. “Come on, babe I'll drop you home.” “Where are you going?” “My father just summoned me.” “Okay, it must be important. We need to hurry.” Just as I was preparing to leave my phone rang inside my purse. I took it out. There's an anonymous fifty million dollar transfer in my account. It was an offshore account that my biological mother had set up for me while I was still on her stomach. It sat empty for ten years. I frown.

The final block highlighted itself in stark red, impossible to miss. UNAUTHORIZED BREACH ATTEMPT — LA PERLE NOIRE STUDIO SERVERS SOURCE IP: 72.14.201.XXX REGISTERED TO: F. WAHLBERG — PERSONAL DEVICE ATTEMPTS: 47 STATUS: BLOCKED. LOGGED. FORWARDED TO REINHARDT LEGAL. Silence slammed into the library so hard I almost felt it in my teeth. Fiona’s face drained of color so fast the diamond combs in her hair looked suddenly too bright, too sharp against the sudden pallor. Her lips parted. No sound came out. The smugness was gone, replaced by something raw and cornered.

With a head full of questions, she went up to the conference room where Daniel and the others usually met. As she entered, Daniel said, "Freddy's appearance at the company gates this morning is already going viral. Some influencers covered him. He told his story about the fraud camp, and people feel sorry for him. Now the netizens are calling you cold-hearted." Jessie sat at the table. "So what? I told him to go to the police. He can get fed on the state dime. It's not that tragic." "Ms. Stewart, you don't know how the internet works now. His return was weird from the start, and he turned up right at Stewart Tech's entrance. If we don't deal with him properly, Stewart Tech could be dragged i

Nathan’s POV The burner phone felt heavier than usual in my hand. I stared at the unsent message on the screen — Stop digging, Natalie. Before it’s too late. I’d already sent her two before. Anonymous, encrypted, the kind that left no trace. But this one… this one felt pointless now. It was too late. The news had already broken. Headlines blared across every financial feed and business site in the country: MAISON VIVRA FRAUD ROCKS CORPORATE ALLIANCES — GRAVESWELL AND YORK UNDER FIRE.

The crowd of spectators dispersed as well, leaving Jeanette and Damon standing in their spots. “What on earth happened!?” Jeanette turned toward Damon, her voice filled with concern. “He’s committed a crime. He was the one who leaked our company’s information to Grant Gunn. Grant wanted to use that as an opportunity to absorb the Godfreys. Xavier wasn’t just under his influence. He has even made a few private transfers of the company’s funds. Most important of all, he drugged the secretary and me.” Jeanette widened her eyes. “What did you say!?”

A number that only five people in the world possessed. She opened the secure text console, her fingers moving with cold, mathematical certainty as she typed out a direct message to Yamelyan Radov. Your son broke my club, choked my staff, and threatened my house, she wrote, each word typed with an unshakeable authority. He has just filed a fraudulent lawsuit against O'HARA HOLDINGS. I have just authorized the international release of the raw security footage documenting his drug-fueled assault. It is currently hitting the Eastern European press servers.

Gladys must have heard I had awaken, she was also there, looking concerned. "Good day, miss. Sorry you have to come here as soon as possible but we need to handle this swiftly." I nodded and he gave me a notepad to fill in my details. He asked me who I was. "I'm Tiffany and this here, is my friend." I started then continued ." I haven't been well lately, and perhaps people who saw it wanted to hurt me." I raised the security man's curiosity and he asked. "What?" I was so ashamed to say it but I had to. "My video has been viral since, my naked video and someone leaked my videos before I sent them to Gladys, my friend." I began to cry. It seemed the most natural thing to do.

“A file. Stacy Bennett. Alias EveShade_01. Paid by Dominic Pierce. I want the whole world to see the knife she left in my back.” By midnight, the headlines screamed across every financial outlet: “PIERCE INFORMANT IDENTIFIED: STACY BENNETT LINKED TO GRANT HOLDINGS DATA BREACH” Nathan stormed into Anita’s study with the phone in hand. “You did this?” “Yes.” “Good.” She looked up. “We’ll still have to fight. Pierce won’t go down over one betrayal.” Nathan crossed the room, kneeling beside her. “Then we make sure his entire kingdom falls.”