Chapter 2: Rebuilding the Throne
Weeks passed.
The scandal spread like wildfire across elite circles. Headlines exposed everything—fraud, manipulation, betrayal. The once-powerful man became a cautionary tale whispered in boardrooms.
And her?
She rose.
Stronger than ever.
The mansion was no longer a place of pain, but transformation. She renovated it—not just the walls, but the meaning behind them. What was once a symbol of control became a symbol of independence.
One evening, as the sun dipped low over the horizon, she stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a glass of wine.
The young man approached again.
“Everything’s stabilized. The company is fully under your control now.”
She gave a faint smile. “Good.”
He hesitated. “There’s something else… He’s asking to see you.”
She didn’t need to ask who.
For a long moment, she said nothing.
May you like
Then—
“Set it up.”
