Chapter 32
Author: Mel Hope
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He stood frozen, the phone still clutched in his hand as the call ended.

His assistant’s voice echoed in his mind: "They’re planning to sell off Bravura’s headquarters, satellite offices, and several company properties to recover their funds."

The words hit like a sledgehammer. Bravura Consortium, his empire, was collapsing!

The towers, the offshore accounts, the luxurious lifestyle—it was all slipping through his fingers like dry sand.

Even the house he currently stood in—the grand estate he had just boasted about to Elaine—was registered as one of the company’s assets.

If he didn’t act fast, he’d lose everything!

Panic clawed at his chest, but Harry knew better than to show weakness. Not in front of Elaine.

He tucked the phone into his pocket, turned around with a forced smile, and casually walked toward the marble countertop, pretending to inspect a bottle of wine.

Elaine, who had been admiring a crystal sculpture in the living room, turned to him, when she noticed
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