CH 16
Author: StarVessel
last update2025-12-06 22:51:09

The photos arrived at 3 AM like a knife between ribs.

Vivian hadn't been sleeping—hadn't really slept since the bell-ringing ceremony where her entire life had detonated in front of two hundred witnesses. But she'd been lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, rehearsing all the ways she'd explain to investors why her company's IPO had been suspended. All the perfectly crafted lies that might salvage something from the wreckage.

Her phone buzzed. Ryan's name lit the screen with an attachment.

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