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"I never said that! That old woman wasn't worth the effort of a phone call, let alone a hit!" Chloe stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, watching her own reflection against the dark Holloway City skyline. "Is that so? Because the brands you represent just released a joint statement. You've been dropped from every contract, Tiffany. They're suing you for the morality clause". There was a heavy, ragged silence on the other end. "You and Julian did this, didn't you?" Tiffany's voice dropped to a low, venomous hiss. "I tracked the IP of the first leak. It came from the Thorne Building".

I said as I walked into his apartment, taking in every piece of the space and every bit of him. The air was heavy with the smell of stale coffee and anxiety. There were so many papers and documents littered across his living room, scattered over the glass tables and carpet like a paper trail of his undoing. My eyes flickered to one thick file sitting on the edge of the sofa, and the bold heading clearly read: BREACH OF CONTRACT AND FINANCIAL FRAUD LIQUIDATION SUIT... STITCHES GLOBAL CAPITAL INC.

] Professional lawyers didn't even bother engaging with such an absurd claim. When both public opinion and legal routes failed him, Simon decided to try another angle. No one knew where he dug it up, but he compiled an extremely detailed Excel spreadsheet and posted it online. Line by line, it listed every cent he had supposedly spent on me during our five years together: A cup of coffee: 2 dollars Birthday present, x-brand lipstick: 32 dollars Movie ticket + popcorn: 15 dollars Item after item, spanning five years. When added up, the total came to nearly twenty thousand dollars at first glance.

He sounded exhausted. " What exactly is it?! "I'm sorry, but I don't have the time." Andrew expressed his dissatisfaction with the situation. " Andrew, don't yell at me. "I'm assisting you with the business." Nathan reacted with a response of his own. "So, what's the issue?!?" he inquired. "One of your accounting department employees appears to be a spy. Last night, about $3 million was debited from the company's account." Nathan remarked. "Who is the spy? 3 million bucks?!" Andrew furrowed his brow. People were already attempting to betray him after he had just been gone for less than two days?!

"We take the city back. Block by block. Share by share." "What about the legal notice?" Caleb asked. He was breathing hard, his pupils blown wide. "The espionage suit?" "I’ve already filed a counter-suit for five billion." Ethan straightened his cuffs. "For emotional distress. And since I now own the company suing me, I think I’ll settle for the maximum amount. Payable immediately." "You're a monster," Caleb whispered, his eyes full of absolute, terrifying devotion. "I’m a CEO," Ethan corrected. "There’s no difference."

"It's settled then. I am not called the mad dog for nothing. Once I seek my teeth in any case, I never let go.” She slid the lawsuit documents across the table. " I will be demanding fifty million dollars in damages. Corporate espionage, theft of intellectual property, breach of privacy, and intentional interference with business relations." My hand trembled slightly as I picked up the pen. Fifty million dollars that's huge. Six months ago, I was broke and living in Jason's house like a prisoner. Now I was about to sue one of the most powerful women in fashion. "Are you sure about this?" Marty asked again.

I stated nevertheless they shook their head. “It is all over the news and you both seemed very natural.” Mrs. V stated as if pointing the obvious. I shook my head in denial. “That’s a lie.” Both of them looked unconvinced that at this point I just want to know what happened and not talk about me. “Please continue, Thomas.” “Your husband… I mean Mr. Dominic wanted to sue our establishment because of the way we treated you. Also he said that what we did is illegal … to spy on him at that particular time and involving an infant in all of this.”

Jennifer. She wasn't the woman who used to wait for me with a gentle smile and a warm dinner, her eyes seeking my approval like a parched plant reaching for water. No, this woman stood before a swarm of buzzing reporters with the poise of a diamond and the sharpness of a razor. She wore that fog-blue suit I had bought for her—a gesture of compensation that now felt like I had handed a soldier her armor. My grip tightened on the crystal glass. The news ticker at the bottom scrolled relentlessly: *Sunlit Legal Files Civil Suit Against Hynes Family... Allegations of Corporate Conspiracy and Evidence Tampering.*

A woman in a navy suit stepped onto the stage, holding a legal document with a gold seal. "That’s a lovely sentiment, Dr. Sterling," the woman said, her voice like a shard of ice. "But you can't give away what you don't legally own. I represent the Vanguard Global Syndicate. We purchased the patents for your mother's research from Silas Sterling an hour before his... incident." The "Face-Slap" wasn't over. A new enemy had entered the arena. Jade felt Caspian move toward her as the cameras went into a frenzy. "You want a war, Vanguard?" Jade whispered into the live microphone. "Then you better hope your lawyers are as fast as my science. Because I didn't just build the Phoenix. I’m the only o

“Espionage. Because I have here a series of emails between you and James discussing how to, and I quote, ‘move the money without the old man catching on.’” Dominique froze. “That’s—that’s taken out of context.” “Is it?” Trevor challenged, adjusting his still-damp glasses. “Because I also have records of seventeen separate wire transfers authorized by both of you, hidden under miscellaneous expense reports.” James’s lawyer stood abruptly. “These accusations are baseless and potentially slanderous. If you had actual evidence, you would have gone to the authorities.” “Oh, we did,” Nico chimed in cheerfully. “This morning, actually. The SEC is very interested in Mr. Lee’s creative accounting met