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Lars said, his voice shaking with deep emotional pain. ​"I didn't betray anyone, Dad," Victoria said, turning her cold gaze to her father. "Arthur was a crook who was going to destroy the family name anyway. I simply ensured that when his empire fell, the ownership of the Chicago Iron and the Vancouver Giants remained in the Vance family line. Under the terms of the federal receivership, Apex Global now controls one hundred percent of the voting stock for both franchises." ​She looked past Rhys, her eyes locking onto mine with a sharp, clinical appreciation that made my blood run cold.

"Vanguard defaulted the moment the Coalition fell. Who holds the lease?" "That is the problem," Carter said, pulling out a single sheet of paper with a very familiar, terrifying crest printed at the top. "The lease is held by a private holding company. But I traced the shell accounts. The company belongs to the surviving members of the old Regional Council." The air in the room suddenly went cold. "The Elders survived," I whispered, my heart skipping a beat. "Three of them did," Carter confirmed. "And they are claiming legal ownership of the Vanguard district. They just filed an injunction. We cannot tear down those walls, Sienna. If we touch the buildings, they will sue Obsidian for territo

"Data infrastructure, regional cloud services and several communications contracts." "Any competitors positioned to take them over?" "Several." "Who has been making the strongest approach?" He checked. "Helix Dominion." The name caught my attention. "Who owns them?" "Publicly? A consortium of investment companies." "Publicly isn't what I asked." Koa looked at me. "We're tracing it." "Good." I looked at the countdown on the screen. Six hours. "Let the injunction happen." Koa stared at me. "You want us to lose the subsidiary?"

I had already called the police and submitted ironclad evidence of Violet embezzling company funds. Once her leg healed, Violet was sent straight to prison for ten years. Before she left, I patted her shoulder with a smile. "Sis, go inside and get yourself together. Come out a better person." After this string of upheavals, Mom and Dad were crushed. Their health declined, and they no longer wanted to handle the family business, leaving the company fully in my hands. Backed by the Harrington Group's power, I ran the Sanders family enterprises smoothly and efficiently. Business thrived under my control.

"Your membership was suspended an hour ago. Executive order from the new property owner." "The property owner?" I gritted my teeth, the cold water seeping through my thousand-dollar suit. "This club is owned by a conglomerate. I’m a board member." "Was a board member," the guard corrected, stepping aside as a sleek limousine pulled up. "The Vance Group bought the conglomerate’s debt this morning. They’ve closed the club for a private event. The Vance event." I felt a surge of humiliated fury. The "new property owner" was my ex-wife. Within one business day, Seraphina hadn't just left me; she had begun dismantling the world I stood on.

“Hello, Damian. You look just like your father.” Murmurs broke out around the room. Henry’s color drained. “What are they doing here?” I turned toward him, satisfaction cold and sharp in my chest. “You forgot, Uncle. My father made sure that not every shareholder was bound by your influence. These men were there from the beginning, loyal to him, to the company and to the truth.” Henry stood abruptly. “They don’t have voting rights anymore.” “Yes, they do,” I said coolly. “I confirmed it with legal this morning. Their shares were transferred to private holding after my father’s death. They never resigned, they’ve simply been silent, until now.”

"It wasn't a choice, Elena. Not for us, and not for you. That 'hickey' I gave you... it wasn't a bruise. It was a Mark. A permanent claim." ​I touched my neck, my fingers trembling. "People give hickeys all the time, Alaric. They don't turn into life sentences." ​"We aren't people," Killian barked from the corner. He was pacing like a caged animal. "We’re Lycan royalty. The Blackwood name isn't just a business brand. It’s a crown. My 'gang'? That’s a military front to keep our borders safe. Silas’s companies? They fund the war we’ve been fighting for centuries."

Luca was pacing back and forth on his phone, his voice hushed but intense as he spoke to a junior stockbroker he had secretly recruited from our old department. "We have our very first target," Benita said, walking over to my desk and dropping a thick, heavy manila folder onto the metal surface. She was dressed in a simple black blazer and a pair of dark jeans—no expensive designer labels, no high-society jewelry—but her eyes were brighter and far more dangerous than I had ever seen them in the ballrooms. "The Vance family’s main commercial shipping line, Vance Marine. They currently control forty percent of the coastal cargo contracts for Knight Power Holdings."

I stammered, looking at the papers. "My investigators spent the last forty-eight hours digging into your family's history," Cyrus said, standing up slowly. He walked around the desk, his shadow towering over me. "Twenty years ago, my parents died in a hit-and-run accident. The driver was never found, but the vehicle was registered to a shell company. Guess who owned the documents to that shell company, Celestine?" I shook my head, my mind spinning. "I don't know... I was a child—"

"K-Kelsey Lafuente po-" "I don't know who you are." Walang pakialam na putol nito sa akin sabay humithit sa kanyang tobako. Rinig ko naman ang paghagikgikan kahit pa ng mga pinsan ko. Thaddeus looked at me intently, though. "Cliona, Sage, let's proceed." Si Lolo Samuel. They started discussing regarding the partnership of their own companies. I just realized that the Trimarcos owns HEinRIch, a German shipping line providing shipping services across the Europe and Pacific, recorded as one of the world's biggest shipping line.