Liam sat in his office, staring at the city skyline. His mind was still reeling from the phone call. Harold Carter was stepping down. It was a moment he had imagined before—hoped for, even. But never under these circumstances. A sharp knock at his door pulled him from his thoughts. Vivian stepped inside, her expression unreadable. “I assume you got the news.” Liam leaned back in his chair, his fingers drumming against the desk. “That Harold Carter, the man who swore he’d run Carter Enterprises until his last breath, is stepping down? Yeah, I got the news.” Vivian sighed, moving to sit across from him. “It’s not a choice anymore, Liam. His health—” “I know,” Liam interrupted. His voice was even, but there was something hard beneath it. Vivian studied him. “He’s naming you as his suc

