He signed the divorce papers while his pregnant wife packed one suitcase, never knowing her father could buy his empire before breakfast

server room.

Temporary, the board said.

The word tasted like defeat.

Late that afternoon, he confronted Lila in the glass hallway outside the boardroom.

“Did you signal them?” he asked.

She stopped.

The city glowed behind her, all steel and light.

“You’re looking for someone to blame.”

“Answer the question.”

Lila’s expression cooled.

“I made strategic decisions.continue reading …