The room was still filled with tension after Rachel's departure. Gwen clung tightly to Dominic’s arm, trying to calm herself, but her mind kept racing. What would Rachel do now? And could they really trust Ethan?

Ethan stepped into the center of the room, his voice calm but weighted with pressure. "We can't wait any longer. Rachel isn't playing games. If she really has proof about our past, she can bring us down."

Dominic rubbed his face in frustration. "I know, Ethan. But what kind of counterattack are you planning? We can't just fight fire with fire."

Ethan gave a slight smile, his gaze sharp. "You're wrong, Dominic. That's exactly...