Olivia growled, tightening her grip on the steering wheel. Her heart was pounding, as if each beat echoed her burning rage. She pulled out her cell phone, her fingers dancing purposefully over the keys. When the voice on the other end picked up the phone, Olivia's words sounded cold yet restrained, "Can you do something for me?"
After the call, a sly smile was etched on Olivia's lips, signaling a plan in the making. "I won't let someone take what should be mine."
***
On the other side of the city, Emily sat at the end of a long table, taking Daniel's place as the CEO in an important meeting at company W. The room was filled with voices mingling together, but to Emily, it all sounded like a distant whistle in the wind. As the board member with his expertise in marketing strategy talked a
