Chapter 125

Sebastian’s heart pounded as he left the boardroom, the weight of the investors’ anxieties and demands heavy on his shoulders. The hallway seemed longer than usual, each step echoing in the silence.

He headed towards his office, where he hoped to find a moment of respite and a strategy to counteract the chaos Richard Armitage had unleashed.

Meanwhile, across town, Richard Armitage sat in his luxurious penthouse, a smug smile spreading across his face. He reclined in his leather chair, a glass of vintage whiskey in his hand, watching the rerun of his interview on a massive flat-screen TV.

The satisfaction of seeing Sebastian struggle was palpable.

“You see that, Gray? The whole company is on the brink of collapse,” Richard said, raising his glass in a mock toast. “Sebastian thought he could corner me, but he had no idea who he was dealing with.”

Gray Shelf, a shadowy figure with a sharp gaze, leaned against the wall, his face partially obscured by the dim light. “Sebastian has always