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CHAPTER FOURTEEN: THE FACE IN THE DARK
Deborah’s scream tore through the penthouse like shattered glass, Her body lurched backward, crashing into the dresser, scattering jewelry across the floor. The whisper still clung to her ears, coiling in her skull.“You should have loved me when you had the chance…”She staggered, her breath ragged, clutching at the darkness with shaking hands. “Who’s there?” she shrieked, her voice cracking. “Show yourself!”But the room was silent, Empty. Her chest heaved. Sweat poured down her back. She darted for the wall, fumbling for the switch. Nothing. The power remained dead.She spun toward the window, and froze. There. In the reflection. A man’s silhouette. Tall. Broad-shouldered. Standing directly behind her, Her breath strangled in her throat. She whirled around, Nothing, Only shadows.Her knees buckled. She collapsed to the floor, gasping, clutching her chest. “This isn’t real,” she whispered, rocking back and forth. “He’s gone. He’s gone.”The door burst open. Richard stormed in, shirt
CHAPTER THIRTEEN: THE MAN IN THE SHADOWS
The handle turned with excruciating slowness, the faint click of metal echoing like thunder in the cavernous silence of Deborah’s office.Her heart hammered, her breath trapped in her throat. She wanted to scream for Richard, for security, for anyone, but her voice betrayed her, frozen by the weight of dread.The door creaked open, For an agonizing moment, the gap yawned wider, and a sliver of shadow spilled across the marble floor.Deborah’s fists clenched. She snatched a letter opener from her desk and held it aloft, her hand trembling violently.“Who’s there?” she whispered, though her voice cracked with fear, No answer, Only silence. The door swung open wider, revealing… nothing. Just the yawning darkness of the hallway.Her knees buckled with relief, until she saw it, On the floor, just inside the doorway, lay a single white rose. Her scream lodged in her throat.She staggered back, her spine colliding with the glass window, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She dropped the lett
CHAPTER TWELVE: THE NOOSE TIGHTENS
The Greenwood Tower boardroom felt like a tomb.Directors who once puffed their chests with arrogance now sat slumped, their faces pale, their voices low. The empire that had stood untouchable for decades was crumbling around them.Deborah stood at the head of the table, her posture rigid, her silk blouse pristine as always, but her hands shook where they gripped the edge.“Listen to me,” she said, forcing her voice into steadiness. “This is nothing but market manipulation. Greenwood Empire has survived worse storms. All we need to do is stand united”“United?” one of the directors scoffed, his voice trembling with frustration. “Three of our top accounts have frozen their contracts. Our suppliers have cut us off. And now the financial regulators are breathing down our necks! United with what, Deborah? With air?”Another director shoved his chair back, standing abruptly. “I won’t go down with this ship. I’m selling my shares, what little they’re worth now, before we hit rock bottom.”“
CHAPTER ELEVEN: THE GHOST RETURNS
Deborah’s scream ripped through the silence, sharp and guttural, as her wine bottle slipped from her grasp and shattered against the floor.She stumbled back against the sofa, her heart pounding, her wide eyes locked on the figure standing in the doorway. “G–Gibson…” Her voice cracked, strangled by disbelief.He stepped forward, the city lights outlining his frame in the darkness. His face was calm, too calm, his eyes burning with something colder than hatred, conviction.“I told you,” he said, his voice low, deliberate. “One day… you’d regret this.”Her knees trembled. She pressed herself against the couch, as though the leather could shield her. “No. No! You’re dead. You’re dead! I saw them take you away, I”“You saw what you wanted to see,” he cut her off, his tone slicing sharper than a blade. “But you never looked deeper. You never cared to. You thought you won. You thought you buried me. But Deborah…” His eyes narrowed, his voice dropping to a whisper. “You only planted a seed.”
CHAPTER TEN: THE FIRST STRIKE
The Greenwood boardroom, usually a fortress of confidence, had turned into a warzone, Richard Greenwood slammed a folder onto the polished table, the papers scattering like fallen leaves. His voice boomed through the room.“Traitors! Every last one of you! Pulling out your investments now, when the company needs strength most? Do you think you’ll survive without Greenwood? Do you fools forget who made you rich?”The directors shifted uneasily, their expensive suits unable to shield them from his fury.One of them, a silver-haired man with trembling hands, spoke up. “Richard, the investors are panicking. Our stock is in freefall, and… and three of our top suppliers have canceled contracts. They said they can’t risk being tied to us.”Richard’s fist hit the table again. “Then they’ll crawl back when they realize they can’t operate without us! No one survives without Greenwood Empire!”But in his heart, he felt the lie, For the first time in decades, Greenwood was bleeding, and no amount
CHAPTER NINE: SHATTERED CROWNS
The morning after the gala, the city awoke to scandal, Headlines screamed across every front page:“Greenwood Empire Humiliated in Cyber Attack!”“Stocks Plummet 40% Overnight!”“Who Is Behind the White Rose?”The Greenwood name, once synonymous with power and control, had become a punchline overnight.Richard Greenwood stormed into the family boardroom, his face flushed crimson with rage. His fists slammed onto the oak table hard enough to rattle the glasses of water before the directors.“Find out who did this!” he roared. “I want names, I want blood! If we don’t crush this threat today, Greenwood Empire is finished!”The directors exchanged nervous glances. Some avoided his eyes altogether. Others whispered among themselves.Finally, one spoke. “Sir, with respect… investors are already pulling out. Last night’s broadcast suggested internal fraud. If the regulators”“Silence!” Richard barked, spittle flying. “Greenwood has never bowed to anyone! We will not start now!”But as his vo
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