The muted glow of Julian’s desk lamp illuminated the pages before him, casting long shadows that danced with the occasional flicker of his hand. His eyes narrowed as he traced the names and dates meticulously listed on the cryptic document. Each entry whispered of secrets too dangerous to be left uncovered.
“This isn’t just about The Syndicate,” Julian murmured, his voice laden with restrained fury. “It’s my father’s empire. A labyrinth of lies built so precariously it’s a miracle it hasn’t collapsed.”
Sophia leaned casually against the doorway, her arms crossed. “You’re right. This is far bigger than you think.” She strode into the room, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. Pointing to a cluster of numbers scrawled at the bottom of the page, she added, “That’s not just a rando
