The hours passed in a blur, the weight of Gregory’s discovery pressing down on him like an anchor. The house was silent except for the occasional creak of the old floorboards, the faint hum of the refrigerator, and the quiet ticking of a distant clock.He couldn’t stop thinking about the letters, the photos, the words his father had written to him all those years ago.I’ll never stop looking for you.The words echoed in his mind, gnawing at him. His father had been looking for him, but what had happened in the years since?Why had he never come for him? Why had he allowed Gregory to grow up believing he was just some orphan, raised in a world of poverty, abuse, and neglect?Gregory’s mind churned with these questions, but the answers seemed elusive. The only thing he knew for sure was that he had to confront Blackwell he had no other choice.The man who had taken everything from him, who had used him as a pawn in his twisted game, was still out there. And now, Gregory had the power to

The tension in Blackwell’s office was palpable, thickening the air until it felt almost suffocating. Gregory stood before him, doing everything in his power to keep his face neutral, but his pulse raced as Blackwell studied him. Every second felt like an eternity.“I’m not sure I entirely believe you,” Blackwell said, his voice low, his tone laced with skepticism. “But there’s something about you, Gregory. I’m not one to ignore intuition.”Gregory’s stomach churned, but he forced himself to stand tall, his eyes unwavering. “I’m not here to waste your time. I’m here to work, and I’ll prove it.”Blackwell leaned forward, his steely eyes locking onto Gregory’s. “You’re bold, I’ll give you that. But you need to understand one thing, Gregory: In my world, loyalty isn’t given it’s earned. And it’s never earned easily.”Gregory’s jaw clenched, but he nodded. “I understand. I’m ready to earn it.”Blackwell’s lips curled into a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Good. Then let’s see if you can

The days that followed felt like a blur of calculated moves and whispered conversations. Gregory had stepped into Ferris Enterprises with a sense of purpose, but as he settled deeper into the labyrinthine network of the company, he began to feel the weight of the danger pressing in on him. Every word he spoke, every action he took, had to be perfectly timed. One misstep could unravel everything.Jonathan Ferris had given him a task almost immediately after their meeting—a simple assignment, or so it seemed. He was to observe the company’s ongoing projects, monitor their internal operations, and report any discrepancies. At first glance, it appeared harmless enough, a way for Gregory to prove his worth. But he knew better than to take things at face value. There was more to this than Ferris was letting on.The office was sterile, with a sense of cold efficiency in every corner. Gregory spent his days poring over financial reports, memorizing client lists, and learning the intricate str

The photo burned in Gregory’s hand like acid. It wasn’t just a picture—it was a message. A threat.Whoever had taken it had followed him through the dead of night, to one of the most hidden, secure locations in the city. Which meant only one thing…He was being watched—closely.His thoughts spun as he shoved the photo back into the envelope and slipped it into his inner coat pocket. He didn’t know who had sent it, but the implications were loud and clear: You’re not invisible.A soft knock at his door interrupted his spiraling thoughts.He straightened quickly and opened it.It was Nora, the HR executive who had always kept to herself. She offered a thin smile. “Mr. Ferris would like a word.”Gregory forced a nod. “Now?”“Right away.”That sinking feeling returned as he followed her through the sleek hallways of Ferris Enterprises. Every glass panel reflected his growing anxiety. Every step felt heavier. Was this it? Had Ferris finally uncovered his double game?They reached the top f

The cold voice over Nolan’s walkie-talkie sent a chill through Gregory’s veins.“Copy that. Locking down now.”With a hiss and a mechanical thud, the steel-reinforced doors at either end of the corridor slammed shut. The lights dimmed slightly, casting a yellow tint over the archive room. Gregory was officially trapped.Nolan pocketed the walkie-talkie, his face stretched into a cruel smirk.“I warned Father about you,” he said, circling Gregory like a predator. “You’re too sharp to be a nobody. Too polished to be just some orphan with ambition.”Gregory kept his breathing steady. “You seem obsessed with me, Nolan. Jealous, maybe?”That wiped the smirk from Nolan’s face.“You think you’re clever?” Nolan hissed. “You don’t belong here. You don’t deserve to be part of this company. You’re a leech.”“And yet, your father promoted me. Strange, isn’t it?”Nolan moved fast, grabbing Gregory by the collar and slamming him against the metal cabinet. “Don’t get cocky. You think this is just ab