Chapter 161 The rooftop of Vatican Pharmaceutical was cold, the city lights spread below like scattered diamonds. Olivia stood by the edge, a glass of champagne in her hand, her face tilted toward the sky. Adam stood beside her, his hands in his pockets, his eyes on the horizon. "We did it," Olivia said. Her voice was quiet, almost surprised. "We actually did it." Adam nodded. "You did it." Olivia turned to look at him. "I couldn't have done it without you." "You could have. It just would have taken longer." She laughed, a real laugh, not the polite one she wore to board meetings. She set her glass down on the ledge and hugged him. Adam stood still for a moment, then hugged her back. "Thank you," she whispered. Adam pulled back, looked at her face. Her eyes were wet. "Don't thank me yet. We still have to clean up the mess she left behind." Olivia picked up her glass, took a long sip, and stared out at the city. “When are we starting?” She asked. Adam d

Chapter 163Olivia walked through her front door, kicked off her heels, and let out a long breath. The apartment was quiet and dark. She flicked the switch, and the living room glowed to life.She poured herself a glass of wine, sank into the couch, and stared at the ceiling. A smile spread across her face. She had won.Agatha was out, the board was hers. The company was safe.She laughed. "I did it," she said. "I actually did it."Her phone buzzed, a message from Adam. “Congratulations dear, you earned it.”She smiled, typed back, and set the phone on the sill.A floorboard creaked behind her, Olivia turned around.Agatha stood in the doorway, her coat still on."How did you get in?"Agatha stepped into the room. Her heels clicked on the floor. "You should really change your locks."Olivia's hand grabbed the edge of the couch. Her heart pounded. "Get out."Agatha stopped a few feet away. Her eyes swept the room, the wine glass, the phone on the sill, the woman pressed against the

Chapter 166The highway stretched before Adam, the sun had not yet risen. The map was folded on the passenger seat. He had memorized the route before leaving. The first turn was sixty miles east. Then north at the old junction. Then up into the hills, past the river, through the pass.He drove with both hands on the wheel. His eyes were fixed on the road. His mind was fixed on the destination.The power hummed beneath his skin, low and steady. It had been restless all night, pushing, pulling, urging him forward. He did not fight it. He let it guide him.His phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen. Kai.“Where are you?”Adam did not answer. He set the phone down and kept driving.Meanwhile, Agatha's car ate up the highway. She drove fast, her hands steady, her eyes scanning the dark. The address was in her phone, the route displayed on the screen. She had memorized it before leaving. The turn was thirty miles east. Then north. Then into the hills.Her phone buzzed. She glanced at the s