ETHAN

I should’ve known the minute I walked into that damn boardroom that something was off. Rowen’s smug face was enough to set the tone. That bastard never smiled unless he had a dagger pressed against someone’s neck. And now, he looked too calm, too pleased.

Grandpa Richard sat at the head of the long glass table, surrounded by the board members—stiff old men with decades of power behind their wrinkles..

Rowen’s smile widened.

Elora had her little speech—complete with evidence. She laid it all out like a goddamn movie script: the sabotage, the misuse of company resources, how I signed confidential agreements without legal backup. She even tossed in...