Mr. Clinton listened to the secretary’s whisper without saying a word.For several seconds, he remained completely still, his expression unreadable. Then he gave a brief nod.“All right,” he said quietly. “That will be all.”The secretary bowed and left the room, closing the door behind him.The moment he was gone, Clinton turned back to the men around the table. The frustration in his face had deepened, and the confidence he had displayed earlier was now replaced by something far more serious.“Gentlemen,” he began, “it appears that we have our work cut out for us.”No one spoke.“We are facing a much larger problem than we initially believed. This is no longer simply a matter of a new competitor entering the market. This man has made a direct move against everything we have spent years building.”He pushed himself to his feet.“I have just received confirmation that he has invested one billion dollars in Ferrari.”The room fell silent.“And another billion in Mercedes.”The news str

William’s father followed Megan into her office with the quiet, respectful manner of a man who was deeply grateful for an opportunity he believed had been handed to him through kindness rather than influence, and as soon as the door closed behind them, Megan moved around her desk and lowered herself into her chair while Victoria remained standing close beside her, watching the older man with a composed expression that revealed nothing of the thoughts moving behind her eyes.For several long seconds, Megan said nothing.Her attention was fixed completely on William’s father, not because she doubted that he was a decent man, but because the entire situation before her had become impossible to understand. If William truly possessed the wealth, influence, and power that everyone seemed to be whispering about, if he truly owned companies and moved through the business world with the confidence of someone who could purchase almost anything he wanted, then why would his own father be standin