Chapter 199

Jason’s footsteps echoed through the penthouse as he left the unconscious woman behind, the sound rhythmic and controlled—much like everything else in his life. The night was quiet, almost serene, as he moved through the darkness, but his mind was anything but calm. Every thought was a calculated move, every decision a step toward maintaining his meticulously constructed empire.

He walked into his study, a room that was as cold and impersonal as the man himself. The walls were lined with books he’d never read, their spines uncracked, more for show than anything else. A large, imposing desk dominated the room, and he approached it with the same measured pace, his hand reaching for a sleek, black laptop.

As the screen flickered to life, Jason’s eyes scanned through the information displayed. He was pulling up everything he had on Mark, the idiot who had almost jeopardized his entire operation. Mark had been a useful tool, but tools that became liabilities were discarded quickly. Jason h