Gregory’s mind raced as he stared at the man before him, William Carter, the very person he had never expected to see in this context. His hands clenched into fists, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t shake the disbelief that gripped him. The walls seemed to close in as the gravity of the situation dawned on him.William’s smile was almost predatory as he stepped into the light, his presence filling the room with an eerie calm. “Did you really think you could escape all of this?” he asked, his voice smooth and almost condescending.Gregory opened his mouth to speak, but the words died in his throat. His head swam with confusion. William Carter? The owner of the company? The one who had been hiding in the shadows for so long? How?The pieces, once scattered and disjointed, now clicked together in a horrifying, undeniable truth.“You… You’re the one who’s been pulling the strings?” Gregory finally managed to rasp, his voice hoarse from shock. “You’ve been the one behind everyt

The woman’s presence seemed to fill the room, casting a chilling aura that Gregory couldn’t ignore. Her cold, calculating eyes never left his, and for a moment, he felt the surrounding air grow heavier, suffocating him.“Who are you?” Gregory asked again, though his voice was weaker this time. There was something about her that unsettled him, something he couldn’t quite place.She stepped forward with graceful ease, her heels clicking against the polished floor. She was tall, slender, yet carried herself with an undeniable confidence, like someone who had been born into power. Her expression remained unreadable, but there was a sharpness to her gaze that made Gregory feel exposed, vulnerable.“You really have no idea, do you?” the woman said, her voice soft but laced with a dangerous edge. “I’m not surprised. After all, you’ve spent so long searching for answers in all the wrong places.”Gregory took a step back, his mind racing. Every instinct he had told him this woman was not to be

Gregory’s pulse quickened as he turned toward the door. The sound of footsteps grew louder, echoing through the silent hallway. His body tensed, every muscle coiled in anticipation. Was it her?Had the woman returned to finish what she started? Or was it someone else, someone he could still count on, someone who could help him reclaim what he had lost?The door creaked open, and for a moment, Gregory’s heart stopped. Standing in the doorway was a man he hadn’t expected to see, one who had been conspicuously absent from the chaos of recent events.It was his father.The man who had once been the driving force behind Gregory’s ambitions, the one who had promised him a future in the empire. But that was before everything had fallen apart. Before the revelations. Before Gregory had learned the painful truth about the game he was playing.For a split second, neither man moved, locked in a tense standoff, as if the air between them was too thick to allow for movement.“Father?” Gregory’s vo

Gregory stood on the edge of everything he had ever known, his fists clenched at his sides as the weight of his decision hung over him like a dark cloud. The room around him felt smaller, suffocating, as if the walls themselves were closing in with every breath he took. His father’s words echoed in his mind, the revelation of his true purpose leaving him reeling."I’ll choose," Gregory had said. "I’ll fight for the empire, for my legacy..."But what was a legacy worth if it was built on lies? What kind of future could he have when everything he had been taught to believe was a carefully constructed illusion?The woman, this mysterious figure who had revealed so much of the truth, was still watching him intently, her eyes gleaming with an unsettling mix of amusement and something else. It was as though she had known how this would unfold from the very beginning.“You’ve made your choice,” she said, her voice low and cold. But remember, Gregory, this is no simple game. The forces you’ve