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Chapter 528: The Princeton Leverage
Chapter 528: The Princeton LeverageThe Sunday afternoon sun blazed through the floor-to-ceiling glass of Liam’s penthouse, but inside, the air-conditioned atmosphere was sharp and clinical.Kai sat on a minimalist Italian leather sofa, his lap covered in high-resolution surveillance photos. Beside him, Liam Carter paced the length of the room like a predator in a gilded cage, his eyes fixed on the city below."Status report, Kai," Liam said, his voice dropping to a low, impatient frequency. "The police are tied up with the gangs, and Thomas Sterling and his boy Williams are busy sweating over their server logs. They are not my priority now. This is our window. What did Gregor find on our shadow CFO?"Kai sighed, tossing a folder onto the marble coffee table. "Nothing. Or rather, a whole lot of nothing. My lead investigator, Gregor, has been on James Clarkson for weeks. The man is a ghost. He goes to work, he goes home, he goes to the gym. No gambling debts, no mist
Chapter 527: Sunday Brunch at Wane Manor
Chapter 527: Sunday Brunch at Wane ManorThe Sunday morning sun filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Wane Manor conservatory, casting dancing light across a spread of smoked salmon, fresh fruit, and chilled mimosas. Despite the elegance of the setting, the atmosphere was brittle.Lana Wane sat across from Ellen, her fingers tracing the gold rim of her teacup with an absent-minded intensity.They had spent the first hour discussing their last trip to the Santorini—the white sands, the turquoise water, the blissful ignorance of life before the eight-billion-dollar shadow fell over Emerald Falls. But as the conversation drifted back to the present, the name they had both been avoiding finally surfaced: Williams Jesse."He’s different, Ellen," Lana said, her voice dropping as she looked out toward the manicured gardens. "Since the night of the breach, he’s been... cold. Distant. He hasn't returned my calls for two days, and when he does text, it’s like re
Chapter 526: The Shadow's Toll
Chapter 526: The Shadow's TollThat afternoon, Jaxon received a text from Williams that made his blood run cold: “Meet me tonight. Come alone. - Williams.” Jaxon knew better than to ignore it. Ever since the night Charles had been kidnapped, and Williams had stepped in to "save" him, Jaxon’s life hadn't been his own. Williams Jesse was no longer just his father’s technical director; he was Jaxon’s keeper.Jaxon Sterling sat in his car, his hands trembling against the steering wheel. The text from Williams had been brief, but the weight of it had nearly crushed him.The concrete pillars of the downtown parking garage felt like the ribs of a giant, cold beast. He saw a figure detach itself from the darkness near a heavy service door. Williams was dressed in a dark, nondescript coat, his face partially obscured. He didn't look like a corporate executive; he looked like a predator. Jaxon stepped out of the car, the click of his designer shoes echoing too loudly in
Chapter 525: The Fractured Foundation
Chapter 525: The Fractured FoundationThe living room of Pa Aaron’s house smelled of old cedar and the bitter, burnt scent of over-boiled coffee. It was barely ten in the morning on Saturday, but the air was already thick with a tension that threatened to shatter the windows.Kate Carl sat on the edge of a floral-patterned armchair, her face a mask of blotchy indignation. In her trembling hand, she clutched a crisp, white envelope—the letter of suspension without pay, signed by Mrs. Jenkins in HR."A suspension!" Kate’s voice reached a shrill peak, echoing off the low ceiling. "After years of loyalty to that company! They treat me like a common criminal because of a few 'accounting discrepancies.' It’s a witch hunt! They are persecuting the Carl name because they can't find the eight billion they lost, so they're coming for the small people!"Pa Aaron sat in his high-backed rocker, his gnarled hands gripping the armrests. Beside him, Ma Pat sat in stony silence, her
Chapter 524: The After-Hours Pact
Chapter 524: The After-Hours PactThe sun had long since dipped below the skyline, leaving the EMC executive floor in a state of eerie, artificial twilight. Most of the staff had cleared out, fleeing the tension that had gripped the building since the heist. Only the hum of the HVAC system and the occasional rhythmic pulse of security lights remained.In the corner of the darkened boardroom, Thomas Sterling sat at the head of the long obsidian table. He didn't turn on the overhead lights; the ambient glow from the city skyscrapers was enough to illuminate the sharp lines of his face.A moment later, the heavy glass door hissed open. Williams Jesse stepped in, his silhouette sharp against the hallway lights. He didn't speak until he had checked the corner of the room for any active recording devices—ironic, considering who was actually watching."The news is all about the 'East District Gangs' and that boy Marcus," Sterling said, his voice carrying a note of smug reli
Chapter 523: The Long Game
Chapter 523: The Long GameThe heavy oak door to Eric’s office clicked shut, sealing out the frantic energy of the EMC hallways. Outside, the world was screaming about the loss of eight billion dollars, but inside, the silence was absolute. Eric Wood slumped into his leather chair, his face a map of exhaustion and anxiety. He looked across at James, who was calmly adjusting the cufflinks on his tailored suit."James, I don't understand," Eric began, his voice barely a whisper. "Morrison just told us the trail is cold. He’s out there chasing street thugs who probably don't even know how to spell 'offshore account.' We have the data. We have the logs that show the backdoor entry was signed with Williams’s architecture. We have Gregor’s reports on Sterling’s asset liquidation. Why are we letting them sit in their offices drinking coffee like they’ve won?"James walked to the corner of the room, looking at a framed map of the Wane Dynasty’s global holdings. He didn't turn ar
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Your writing syntax is not good. You are using present tense where it needs a past tense. It looks like a bad translation. Short sentences without elaboration. Disappointing