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**Chapter 22**

The night deepened, but Matthew’s mind was sharper than ever. The events of the evening had only solidified his resolve. He had delivered a crushing blow to Rachel and Jack, but this was just the beginning. Matthew knew that they wouldn’t retreat quietly—they’d scramble to strike back. But that was exactly what he was counting on.

As Matthew walked out of his study and into the dimly lit hallway of the Donovan mansion, he could feel the weight of his ancestors’ legacy on his shoulders. The mansion, once cold and lifeless, now felt alive with purpose, as if it, too, was thirsting for the revenge he sought. Every step he took resonated with the silent promise that the Donovan name would reclaim its rightful place at the top.

He made his way to the library, where Yvonne was waiting for him. She was his most trusted ally, and her loyalty had been invaluable. Yvonne looked up from the laptop in front of her as Matthew entered the room. Her expression was one of quiet confide