Lord Of The Ultra Billionaire System

CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE

RICHARD'S POV

The smoke still lingered in the air, a bitter reminder of the chaos that had just unfolded. The firefighters, their faces smeared with soot and sweat, were wrapping up, hoses coiling like exhausted serpents. My office, once the heart of my operations, now lay in ruins, charred and unrecognizable. The acrid scent of burnt paper and wood stung my nostrils, mingling with the bitter taste of dread in my mouth.

"Mr. Richard, most of the documents are gone” a firefighter, his name tag reading 'Johnson,' said, his voice heavy with sympathy. "I'm sorry, man."

I nodded, my throat too tight to speak. My mind raced, tallying the losses. Important documents, ownership rights, contracts—Amelia's former company was now in a precarious position. This wasn't just a fire; it was an attack.

"Get the security team here," I managed to croak out, my voice sounding foreign to my own ears. "I need to know how this happened."

Minutes later, the security team assembled in the remnants of my