Bohemia sat in his private lounge, the room dimly lit with golden lights that made the wine glasses on the table shine. Around him were the men he trusted most—Richard Caldwell, Simon Vance, and Gerald Hunt. They were the circle that stood with him whenever he needed to manipulate the boardroom or stir public opinion.He lifted his glass and smiled. “Gentlemen, we are almost there. Michael’s empire is shaking, his board divided, the public turning against him. Soon, he will have nothing left. My plan is moving even faster than I expected.”Richard Caldwell gave a small smile. “The investors are already seeing him as a liability. The leak about Donovan Industries shook even the strongest of them.”Simon Vance leaned forward with a sly grin. “And with the board constantly pressed, it is only a matter of time before they ask him to step aside for good. You will be standing tall by then, Bohemia.”Gerald Hunt chuckled. “Michael never saw this coming. He thought his power was permanent. B

Sophia was at her desk, going through the files her team had submitted earlier in the morning. The office was unusually quiet for that hour of the day. Her colleagues had gone out for a presentation, leaving only a handful of staff in the building. She liked it that way, a little silence that allowed her to think clearly. She had barely lifted the cup of coffee beside her when the receptionist walked in, holding a brown envelope.“Someone dropped this for you,” the receptionist said.Sophia looked up, surprised. “Who?”The woman shook her head. “They didn’t leave a name. Just said it was urgent.”Sophia collected it, her heart skipping. Something about the plain look of the package unsettled her. She waited until the woman left before tearing it open. Inside was a single bullet and a folded sheet of paper.Her fingers trembled as she unfolded it. The handwriting was bold and sharp: Stay out, or you are next.For a long moment, Sophia could not breathe. The bullet glistened in her