Chapter 287

Vivian sat motionless on the cold marble floor of the executive legacy room, her eyes wide with the dull shine of painful recollection. As her mind retraced the missteps of that disastrous expansion campaign in the Southern Corridor, reality struck like a hammer. She had walked straight into a trap one that had been obvious to everyone but her. Back then, she'd convinced herself it wasn’t her fault. She built reasons to mask the truth. She blamed Rafael, claiming he was orchestrating her downfall to spotlight Cassandra instead. That he wanted to rewrite the company’s narrative without her in it. That Cassandra was the favorite, the heir apparent. But now faced with the raw truth Cassandra laid bare there was nowhere left to run.