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Chapter One hundred and one
Nathan felt restless for days, the images of his father’s battered face replayed like a cruel film reel, forcing him to confront a truth he had spent years denying: no matter their rift, no matter the wounds, he loved the man.And now, that love demanded a cost.Nathan sat at his desk late into the night, the forged transfer documents laid neatly before him. He stared at them, the black ink glinting under the desk lamp like a trap of his own making. To the kidnappers, they would look real enough. But he knew they were a stalling tactic, nothing more.Across from him, Cassandra perched on the edge of a chair, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. She hadn’t left his side since the second video arrived. “Nathan,” she said softly, breaking the silence, “you can’t go alone.”He looked up, exhaustion darkening his eyes. “It’s not your fight.”Her voice sharpened. “It is if it risks your life. They could hurt you, Nathan. What if they don’t believe the papers? What if they want to make an e
Chapter one hundred
The day began in silence, and there was no peace. Nathan hadn’t slept all night, his father’s face from the video haunted him, that desperate look in his eyes replaying endlessly in his mind.He stood in the study again, leaning against the oak desk, when his phone vibrated. Unknown number. His stomach dropped before he even swiped the screen. Another message, another video.With trembling fingers, he opened it.This time, the image was darker, grainier. Mr. Hayes sat bound to a chair, his shirt soiled, his hair disheveled. His cheek bore what looked like fresh cuts, though Nathan couldn’t tell if they were real or staged. Hayes groaned, then lifted his head slowly.“Nathan…” his voice cracked, thick with pain. “They’re beating me. I—I can’t take this much longer. Please, son. Do what they want. Please. For once, listen. Don’t fight them. Just give them what they ask. Don’t let me die like this.”The screen shook violently as if someone had struck Hayes mid-sentence. His cry echoed b
Chapter Ninety Nine
The night air at the exclusive Corinthian Club was filled with cigar smoke. The wealthy gathered there never worried about prying eyes. Men like Mr. Hayes, powerful yet elusive, belonged to places like this—where deals were whispered in corners, and secrets had a price.But tonight, Liam wasn’t here for leisure. His pulse beat fast under his tailored suit as he sat in the back lounge, waiting. Mr. Hayes leaned toward him, his silver hair catching the dim amber lights.“You’re certain about this?” Hayes asked, voice low. “Once I vanish, Nathan will be thrust into panic. It has to look real.”Liam nodded firmly. “It will. We’ll make sure he believes. No traces back to us. Just like we planned.”The plan was bold, even reckless: stage Hayes’ disappearance here, in a place where his absence would be instantly noticed but impossible to trace. Mr. Hayes would slip out through a service corridor with Liam’s discreet arrangements, leaving behind a ruffled jacket and a shattered glass that sc
Chapter Ninety Eight
The villa was located at a dirt road, swallowed by overgrown trees. Its windows were covered with heavy black curtains, and its walls bore the chill of abandonment. Inside, dust had been cleared only recently, leaving patches of clean floorboards amid cobwebbed corners. The room at its center had been stripped bare—a chair bolted to the floor, a camera mounted to capture every desperate angle.Liam shifted uncomfortably as he ran his hand along the iron restraints. “You’ve gone too far, old man,” he muttered, though his voice carried more awe than protest.Mr. Hayes stood across from Liam, steadying himself with his cane, a flicker of suspicion in his eyes. “Far enough to make Nathan believe,” Liam said coldly. “Your son thinks numbers make him untouchable. He forgets appearances can be manipulated just as easily as paper shares.”Mr. Hayes’ brow furrowed. “And you mean to…?”Liam smirked. “Yes. You’ll play the helpless father, bruised and broken, begging for rescue. We’ll make it con
Chapter Ninety Seven
The conference room shimmered with the blue light of Nathan’s projected charts, yet all Nathan saw was Cassandra. She sat across from him, her brows knitted, her pen tapping lightly against a notepad.“You’re moving too fast on the European acquisitions,” Cassandra said, her tone firm but measured. “West Africa should be the launchpad. Local infrastructure first, regional dominance second. If you stretch yourself into Europe too soon, it might not end well.”Nathan leaned back in his chair, studying her. She was no longer the embittered wife of his rival. She was his advisor, his partner—and increasingly, something more.“You’ve been reading the investor reports again,” Nathan said with a faint smile.“Of course,” Cassandra replied, flipping through her notes. “If I’m going to stand beside you, I won’t do it blindly. I’ve lived in Liam’s shadow long enough. I won’t be anyone’s ornament.”Nathan’s eyes lingered on her longer than necessary. “You’re far from an ornament, Cassandra. You’
Chapter Ninety Six
At the Hayes telecom HQ, Nathan carried the authority of a majority shareholder, 51%, and the sheer force of presence that reminded them he was more than just an upstart heir. He was Mr. Hayes’ son, and by blood and by law, the company was his.Nathan straightened his jacket, letting the silence stretch before speaking. He wanted them all to lean in.“Gentlemen, and ladies,” Nathan began, his voice smooth, commanding. “Hayes Telecom has sat comfortably in local markets for decades. My father built the foundation, but I will build the empire. The time has come to expand aggressively—beyond state, beyond borders.”A murmur rippled across the polished mahogany table. Some nodded, others frowned. Nathan tapped the tablet in front of him, and a projection lit up the wall behind him: Hayes Telecom Global Vision 2030.“Our first step,” Nathan continued, “is digital infrastructure partnerships across West Africa. Followed by strategic stakes in European broadband providers. We will not wait f
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