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Chapter 20: The Price of Victory
Author: Temmyfrosh
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Amara sat alone in her office, replaying Victoria’s words in her mind: “Help me dismantle Nathaniel, and I’ll ensure Zhao Enterprises survives.” It was a tempting offer, especially with Nathaniel’s relentless assaults destabilizing their operations. But the cost of trusting Victoria could be devastating—not just to Leo, but to everything Amara had worked to protect.

As Amara considered her options, Leo entered the room, his expression unreadable. “You’ve been quiet,” he said, sitting across from her.

“I’m trying to figure out if there’s a way to win without losing ourselves,” she replied.

Leo leaned forward. “There isn’t. Not with people like Nathaniel and Victoria. They don’t fight fair, and if we hesitate, they’ll destroy us.”

“But at what cost?” Amara asked, her voice tinged with frustration. “How far are we willing to go before we become just like them?”

Leo didn’t answer, but his silence spoke volumes.

Nathaniel, sensing that his grip was slipping, launched a desperate counteratt
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