The first whispers of trouble arrived like a storm cloud over Nathan’s growing momentum. At Hayes mansion, Nathan was reviewing the files Cassandra had organized—financial records, witness statements, and the timeline of Liam’s manipulations—when an encrypted email popped up in his inbox. The sender was anonymous, but the contents made his stomach tighten.The message contained a chain of correspondence between Liam and a known associate, detailing a bribe to a key witness. The witness was set to testify that Nathan had fabricated the forgery evidence, claiming the inconsistencies were planted to damage Liam’s credibility. Nathan read the emails twice, then a third time, feeling a mixture of anger and disbelief.“This is blatant,” he muttered, tapping the screen. “He’s trying to manipulate the court before it even begins.”Cassandra, seated nearby, leaned over to read the emails. Her dark eyes narrowed. “We can use this. If we expose the bribery, it not only invalidates the witness, i

The air in Mr. Hayes’ office was thick with tension, a cocktail of fear and frustration that had seeped into every corner. He sat behind the grand mahogany desk, hands gripping the edges, his gaze darting to Marjorie, who stood near the window with her arms crossed, eyes sharp and calculating. “We have to handle this quietly,” he muttered, his voice tight. “Nathan cannot be allowed to ruin everything I’ve built. Forty-nine percent isn’t enough—I need a way to protect the rest.”Marjorie’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Quietly? You mean sneak behind his back and offer some kind of hush money? That’s risky, brother. You think he’s going to fall for it? Nathan isn’t like you. He’s smart. He knows his rights.”Mr. Hayes leaned back in his chair, exhaling sharply. “I can’t lose control over the company. This—this lawsuit review—it’s turning everything against me. I need to make him an offer he can’t refuse.”Marjorie shook her head. “And if he refuses? What then? You’re cornering yoursel

The morning air in the Hayes Telecom headquarters carried a briskness that seemed to mirror Nathan’s renewed energy. After the decisive board vote, the company was his to guide, and he felt the weight of that responsibility with a clarity he had never known before. Every corner of the building—the gleaming floors, the humming servers, and the quiet hum of focused employees—seemed to vibrate with potential. Nathan walked with purpose, his tailored suit crisp, his expression focused. Hayes Telecom had survived crises before, but now it was under his control, and he intended to leave an indelible mark.Cassandra walked beside him, her sharp heels clicking against the polished floor. Her eyes held the same intensity as his own, but tempered with an energy that could disarm, charm, or reassure, depending on what the situation required. She had become not only his confidant and strategic partner but also the calm center of his storm. “Nathan,” she said, tilting her head slightly as they rea

The boardroom at Hayes Telecom was buzzing with anticipation, an undercurrent of tension threading through the air like a live wire. Nathan sat at the head of the table, his posture upright and calm, but every fiber of his being was alert. This meeting wasn’t just routine—it was decisive. The company’s reputation, his authority, and investor confidence all hung in the balance.Cassandra stood beside him, a tablet in her hands loaded with irrefutable evidence. Her expression was a mixture of focus and quiet triumph. “Nathan,” she said softly, her eyes scanning the room, “this is the moment we neutralize Liam. We show the board exactly who is behind the smear campaign and why his credibility is worthless.”Nathan nodded. “Do it.”With a few swipes, Cassandra projected a comprehensive timeline onto the main screen: emails, phone records, and leaked reports all tracing directly back to Liam. The documents outlined his interactions with former board members and journalists, showing clear i

The boardroom was tense, the air thick with expectation and suspicion. Every seat was filled, every eye trained on the head of Hayes Telecom’s empire. Nathan walked in, shoulders squared, the weight of his 51% ownership evident in every measured step. He carried no documents in his hands — for now, his presence alone was a statement.Cassandra followed, laptop in hand, her expression composed yet fierce. Together, they were a formidable pair: Nathan the rightful heir asserting authority, Cassandra the strategist ensuring every move hit with precision.At the far end of the polished mahogany table, Liam lounged in his chair, feigning confidence, though the tension in his jaw betrayed him. He had orchestrated months of manipulation, whispers, and media campaigns aimed at destabilizing Nathan’s control, but he had underestimated one thing: the unshakable bond between Nathan and the truth.Nathan began. “Ladies and gentlemen, we’ve been through a difficult period. Miscommunications, misma