Chapter Two hundred and Twenty one: A Halted AuditThe next morning, Connor arrived at the office with a sense of urgency coursing through his veins. The discoveries he had made on the flash drive left him restless throughout the night, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that he had uncovered something far larger than he had initially thought. His mind was already racing with ideas, plans to expose City Bank’s shady dealings. But he knew he had to be careful. This was no ordinary financial issue—this was a conspiracy involving high-profile players, and if he wasn’t cautious, it could all come crashing down on him.He sat down at his desk, opened his computer, and pulled up the necessary files to authorize a new audit of City Bank’s operations. He had initiated audits before, but this one would be different. It wouldn’t just be a surface-level review of numbers; it would be a deep dive into their most obscure transactions, looking for the cracks hidden beneath layers of legality.C

Chapter Two hundred and Twenty Three; Contact with Robbers The night was quiet as Chris and Connor drove down the lonely stretch of road, heading home after their meeting. The moonlight bathed the deserted road in a soft glow, and the only sound was the hum of the engine as they moved deeper into the countryside, a shortcut they often took to avoid the late-night traffic. Connor, still deep in thought about their conversation earlier, gazed out of the window, trying to make sense of the tangled mess of corruption he was uncovering at City Bank. Chris, on the other hand, seemed more relaxed, casually humming to himself as he steered the car with one hand.Suddenly, the car’s headlights caught movement up ahead, a group of men stepping out from the shadows of the roadside trees. Connor straightened up, eyes narrowing. There were five or six of them, standing in the middle of the road, blocking their path. Chris slowed the car down instinctively, eyes flicking between the road and

Chapter Two hundred and fifty five: Jack Stone’s VisitChris leaned back in his chair, gazing absentmindedly at the skyline as he sipped his coffee.The sharp ring of the intercom interrupted his thoughts. His assistant’s voice came through."Sir, Jack Stone is here to see you, he says you’re expecting him. Truth was, Chris was not expecting him, but if Jack Stone was there. There has to be a better explanation. It had been a long time since he last dealt with the inner workings of the Shadow Cult, not since he had been reluctantly appointed the district leader after developing the antidote that saved countless lives. Since then, he had managed to keep his involvement minimal, preferring to focus on his business and personal life.Chris set his coffee down, a hint of surprise flickering across his face. Jack Stone. It had been months since their last interaction. Jack was a prominent figure within the Shadow Cult—charismatic, powerful, and relentless in his dedication to the cause

Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Seven: The Scene at the ElevatorThe lobby of the office building bustled with the usual activity employees rushing to meetings, conversations echoing through the grand space, and the sharp click of heels on the polished marble floor. But amidst the usual routine, an air of sophistication seemed to glide through the crowd as an elegantly dressed woman stepped inside.She was a vision of wealth and class. Every inch of her appearance radiated power, from the designer heels to the perfectly tailored coat draped over her shoulders. Her hair was styled in soft waves, and the expensive handbag hanging from her arm was a clear symbol of her status. She moved with purpose, exuding the kind of confidence that came with years of experience and the knowledge that her name commanded respect.Her destination was clear the executive elevator, reserved for high-ranking officials of the company. She’d used it countless times before, after all. As an executive of the

Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Eight: A Family's Divisions.Chris stepped out of the president's office, his gaze sweeping across the executive suite as the tense atmosphere hit him immediately. “What is going on?” He asked. The secretary was standing awkwardly by her desk, pale and nervous, clearly shaken by something or someone. And then he saw her.Georgina.Before the secretary could utter a word, Georgina stood from the sofa with an air of unshakable authority. Her expression was ice-cold, her posture as commanding as ever, and Chris immediately knew something was about to unfold. “Chris,” she said sharply, cutting through the silence like a blade. “Do you think you can just walk around this company and do as you please?”Her tone was laced with contempt, the kind she had honed after years of leading this very business, but Chris remained silent, his eyes narrowing as she approached him.“You think you’ve earned the right to do whatever you want right?” Her voice rose with ea