Chapter Hundred and twenty-three

Inside Andrew’s penthouse high over the city’s skyline, he sat in a leather chair, holding a glass of old whiskey between his fingers. The silent glow of the city below reflected the satisfaction in his eyes. The media frenzy surrounding Charles and the alleged theft of the Adams family company dominated the news.

As Andrew sipped his drink, the exciting news rang from the flat TV screen and displayed headlines that talked of betrayal corporate espionage. His lips curled into a smile, watching the chaos unfold like a carefully scripted play, his play. The reflection of the city lights shone on the smooth surface of the glass. A silent evidence of Andrew’s influence crept into every corner of the city.

A knock on the door interrupted the quiet satisfaction. Andrew’s assistant entered with a tablet in hand, her eyes reflecting a mix of concern and curiosity.

“Mr. Garner, the media is going wild with the Charles Adams scandal. Shall I prepare a statement for Garner Industries?” the lady