The sun had barely risen over Lagos, painting the city in muted gold, yet inside Lawson Holdings, a storm of anticipation hung in the air. Adebola Lawson moved with purpose through the glass corridors of the headquarters, her mind already racing through the challenges of the day. Morenike’s relentless attacks had tested her resilience, but today, Adebola sensed a subtle shift—a crack in her rival’s armor that could be exploited. Chinedu was waiting outside the boardroom, tablet in hand, his expression taut yet determined. “Morning,” he said quietly, “overnight developments suggest that Morenike’s strategy is faltering. A key leak she relied on has been traced as falsified, and her influence with some investors is wavering.” Adebola allowed herself a brief nod of satisfaction, but her eye

