CHAPTER 67. NO ESCAPE
Author: Arthea Edelweis
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-14 16:03:26

Oliver’s words hung in the air like a heavy fog. He had pushed all his chips onto the table, laying his cards bare for Vance Eastwood to see.

The stakes were high, but Oliver was certain he could win this game, even if it meant revealing the darker underbelly of Atlas Forge.

"I hear your company operates in several industries, Vance. And not all of them are... clean." His voice was steady, and controlled, but there was an unmistakable bite to it.

He had just given Vance an ultimatum: return the stolen proposal, or Oliver would make sure the world knew about the drug trafficking operations Atlas Forge was involved in.

Vance, for the first time, faltered. His usual smugness was replaced by an edge of panic that barely concealed his rage. His face twisted into a snarl, and his eyes flashed with a fury that sent a shiver down Oliver’s spine.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about, Roberts.”

Vance growled, but his voice was taut with unspoken threats.

“You think you can just waltz in he
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