She quickly gathered herself and put on a cool, indifferent face to hide her fear. She was shaken, but she would not show it to anyone. She just needed to maintain her composure and deny everything in order to continue controlling the story, regardless of what had happened.With a voice as icy as the board members' glares, the officer who had spoken to Abigail earlier called her outright, "Ms. Beauty." "Please have a seat."After a brief moment of hesitation, Ms. Beauty nodded and moved elegantly to the designated chair. Her thoughts whirled with potential ways to make the situation work in her favor as she forced a smile as she sat down.Her tone was light as she asked, "What is going on?" as though it were a simple question.The officer did not provide an immediate response. Rather, he grabbed the tabletop remote control and hit a button. The identical video footage that had just been shown for the board was displayed on the big flat-screen TV that was mounted on the wall, a sight t

When Abigail turned to head out the door, she saw Don Carten standing there, staring at her. His customary detached demeanor had vanished, giving way to a subdued worry that Abigail had never noticed before.He stopped her in her tracks and called out, "Abigail." She faced him, preparing herself for the inevitable conversation she could feel coming."Don," she said, attempting to sound impartial even though she could feel her discomfort. With deliberate steps, he walked toward her, his eyes narrowing slightly as he studied her expression. His voice was low enough to keep their conversation private as he questioned, "What did you make of all that?"Reluctant to speak to Don, Abigail was not unsure of her ideas; rather, it was because she was not comfortable expressing them. "It was unexpected," she finally replied, carefully selecting her words. "I am still not convinced Daniel acted alone, even though his actions were reckless."Don nodded, obviously interested. "And, Ms. Beauty? Do

Beauty leaned back in her luxurious leather chair, her fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrest, and she stared out the big window of her Prime Enterprise HR office. The expansive cityscape in the background should have been soothing, but her thoughts were anything but. She could not help but notice the name "Sebastian" as it gnawed away at her. His stubbornness had become an annoyance in her otherwise perfect plans, and the more he resisted, the more she wanted him to crumble."Sebastian," she whispered to herself, a bitter sneer curling her lips. "You may believe that you are unbreakable, but everyone has weaknesses. You will be sorry you ever crossed me when I find yours."Beauty was unwilling to exercise caution in spite of the growing evidence against Jacob Ben. She felt untouchable because of her conceit and sense of superiority, which impaired her judgment. She was no stranger to plotting, having worked on much grander projects. Sebastian was just another hurdle to be overc

Beauty was ecstatic in her office when she saw the notification on her phone. Jacob finished the work, and the document was prepared. She glanced over the modifications as soon as she opened the file. Now, the financial reports were manipulated to show falling profitability and rising liabilities, creating the impression that the business was about to fail. .When Beauty closed the document, her lips turned into a menacing smile. She would show this proof to the investors the following day, observing as the doubt and fear germinated. She would become the dominant force when and Sebastian, and Prime Enterprise collapsed, taking advantage of the power vacuum that would follow. The only thing left to do was await the meeting.***Prime Enterprise's grand conference room, with its polished mahogany table, sleek modern lighting, and large windows providing a panoramic view of the city skyline, was the setting for the start of the investor meeting. However, the atmosphere was far from cal

Senior Prime Enterprise officials, who had watched the catastrophe silently, started whispering to one another while the room was still buzzing from the investors' departure. They were clearly confused and shocked, and their hushed discussions revealed how difficult it was for them all to understand how things had fallen apart so quickly. "I am baffled as to how this could have occurred," muttered a senior manager, his brow furrowed in serious concern. "The figures were stable just a few weeks ago. How could things have gone so wrong so quickly?""It does not add up," a second senior executive said, a hint of doubt in his voice. "I have been reviewing the finances every day, and nothing indicated that we might be in this much trouble. It seems almost like the numbers have been altered by someone.""Tampered with?" inquired a third executive, his voice hinting at disbelief. "Who would dare? And above all, why? This could ruin us!"The senior members of the company continued to specul