The sound of hammers, drills, and shouting filled the air as the sun rose higher over the city. In the busiest part of downtown, a grand building was being reshaped. 

Workers moved quickly across scaffolds, steel beams glinted in the light, and dust rose like smoke with every strike.

This was not just another project. This was the beginning of something greater—a future that would soon bear the Denovan name.

Mr. Denovan walked across the site with his usual commanding presence. His sharp eyes swept over the workers, noting every detail. Beside him, Mrs. Denovan’s heels clicked against the newly polished tiles of the entrance, her face glowing with quiet...