Chapter Thirty One : The Crumbling Fortress

Chapter Thirty One: The Crumbling Fortress

Clinton sat in his hospital bed, the sterile white sheets tucked tightly around him, a stark contrast to the chaos that now defined his life. The fire had been meant to cripple Matthew, to break him just as Clinton had been broken. Instead, it was Clinton who now lay weakened, physically scarred and mentally battered, with the realization that his once unassailable power was no more.

The television in the corner of the room droned on, news reports cycling through the latest updates on the corporate world—a world Clinton had once dominated. His name was still mentioned, but not with the reverence or fear it once commanded. Instead, there were whispers of decline, of a man no longer at the height of his power. The fire had been the final straw, but the truth had been slowly revealing itself over the past weeks. Clinton's empire, once so vast and unyielding, was crumbling from the inside.

It had started with the businesses. Clinton's meticulousl