Chapter 101. The Final Pyre of the Boardroom"You're going to torch the physical certificates?" Arabella hissed, her boots pivoting on the marble floor as she dropped her weapon's safety. "Max, those documents are the only leverage we have left over the subsidiary holdings in Singapore. If you burn those, you're wiping out your entire path back to legitimacy.""Legitimacy died the day Lucius took my signature and locked me out of the main server," Max snapped, his hand steady as he poured the high-grade accelerant in a thick, shining arc across the mahogany baseboards of the foyer. "I'm not going back. Not to a corner office, not to a boardroom, and certainly not to a cage dressed up in a glass skyscraper.""And the shareholders?" Arabella pressed, stepping closer, her voice dropping into a dangerous, low register that brooked no argument. "The pension funds tied up in the Jakarta accounts? You burn this estate, you burn every paper trail connecting Lucius to the embezzlement. You'll

Chapter 103. The Smoke That Clears the Sky"We died the moment Lucius pulled the trigger on that first warehouse ambush," Max said, his thumb flicking the striker of a heavy brass lighter. A spark caught the vapor, and a wall of bright orange flame erupted along the mahogany baseboards, instantly swallowing the base of the imported Italian marble pillars. "And ghosts don't need a corporate portfolio."Arabella didn't flinch as the heat washed over her face, though she instinctively stepped back, her tactical boots crunching on charred drywall dust. "You're insane. You realize that, right? Absolute, textbook insanity.""Call it what you want," Max replied, tossing the empty canister into the spreading fire. The plastic melted with a sharp, chemical hiss, feeding the growing inferno. "Look at the flames. They're taking every single share certificate, every dummy corporation, every offshore paper trail Lucius spent a decade building. Move. The smoke's hitting the upper vents.""We still

Chapter 105: The Platform at Gambir"They're alive," Max snapped, grabbing her by the tactical webbing of her vest and hauling her through a side door just as a massive section of the ceiling collapsed with a thunderous roar of splintering timber and shattering glass. "Because I paid them twice as much as Lucius ever offered. Move, Arabella!"They burst out of the burning Bogor estate into the cool, damp night air, the torrential tropical rain instantly hissing against their heated skin and soaking their clothes to the bone. The downpour washed away the soot and ash, but the sharp smell of burning millions still clung to their hair and jackets. Max didn't slow down, dragging her across the muddy gravel driveway toward a battered black sedan idling near the tree line.The driver's door pushed open, revealing the wide, terrified eyes of the watchman Max had compromised weeks ago. The man slammed the gearshift into drive before they even slammed the back doors shut."Get down!" the watch

Chapter 107: The Platform at Gambir"I'm going as fast as the road allows!" the watchman shrieked back, wrestling the steering wheel as the sedan fishtailed violently on the slick asphalt of the provincial highway. "You want to drive, mister billionaire? Be my guest!""I'm not a billionaire anymore!" Max shouted, his hands gripping the frayed upholstery of the front seat as another burst of gunfire punched a neat row of holes through the passenger door. "And keep your eyes on the road!""Your financial status is deeply fascinating, but can we focus on the guys trying to turn us into Swiss cheese?" Arabella asked, sliding across the wet leather bench and kicking open the rear passenger door."What are you doing?" Max yelled above the screaming wind."Returning the favor!"She braced one combat boot against the door frame, leaning out into the driving rain with a compact submachine gun she had scavenged from the estate's armory. The pursuing SUV loomed large in the headlights, its winds