Chapter : A War of Silence

I stared at the man standing in the doorway like a ghost that had clawed its way out of the past.

Wallace.

Alive. Breathing. Smirking like the devil himself.

For a split second, no one moved. The air in the boardroom turned heavy, as if time itself paused to acknowledge the storm that had just walked in. My lungs forgot how to function.

Lucien’s entire body went still, but I saw the fire blazing behind his calm exterior. Caleb shifted beside him, one hand already sliding inside his jacket—ready for anything.

Wallace stepped forward, slow and calculated, like he owned the goddamn place. “Well,”...