Evelyn sat at the bedside table, her fingers flying across the laptop keyboard. Documents were stacked in piles around her—some on the desk, some on the chair beside her, and some threatening to slide onto the floor. Roman walked in and paused at the door, surveying the organized chaos.

He had been watching her like this for days now. Busy and completely absorbed. “You’ve been working nonstop lately,” he said as he stepped further in. Evelyn didn’t look up. “I’m drafting a proposal,” she replied, her tone calm but occupied. “To acquire Hayes Corporation.” She continued typing.

“I’m not waiting for the board’s approval or your brother’s interference. If we...