Brielle’s POV
The legal notice felt heavier than any piece of paper Brielle had ever held. Her fingers trembled as she read the accusation: SMIT Tech vs. Gregory , Fiona , and Brielle for intellectual property theft and corporate espionage.
The living room was silent, save for the whisper of her shallow breaths and the distant hum of city traffic beyond the windows. Adrian stood frozen by the fireplace, eyes locked on her face, his own expression unreadable.
She finally looked up, her voice barely a whisper. “They’re suing my family. My father. My mother. Me.”
Adrian crossed the room in two strides, taking the letter from her hands, scanning it with a clenched jaw. “This is Sean. It’s not just business anymore, it's war.”
But it already felt like war. One where the battlefield wasn’t
