"Rea, if you can hear my voice, you need to open the hidden partition on your old terminal immediately," Giska spoke into the receiver, his tone sharp, urgent, and dripping with an dark intensity. "Your billionaire husband is systematically destroying everything I own, but he does not realize that I am completely prepared to drag both of you down into the dirt with me if I fall."
The sound of the cold morning wind rustling through the artificial flora was the only reply that echoed across the vast expanse of the private botanical gardens. Rea stood frozen beneath the giant glass dome of Apex Tower, her breath catching in her throat as she gripped the side of her silk dress. The memory of Giska's desperate, radio-transmitted warning from the previous night still played in a terrifying loo
