Cassian’s POV
I was in for quite a show—one wrapped in disbelief, rage, and clarity.
Two weeks.
That was all it took.
Two damn weeks of pouring over files, financial reports, internal audits, and projections to understand the truth my father had so carefully buried. The company wasn’t just struggling; it was rotting from the inside out. Debts masked as investments. Projects bleeding money without oversight. Board members pocketing funds while pretending loyalty.
Bankruptcy wasn’t a distant possibility.
It was inevitable.
Father knew it. He had known for a long time. Yet instead of fixing the disease, he chose to drag me back like a miracle cure, forcing my hand by holding my grandparents hostage behind medical excuses and secrecy.
So this was why he needed me so urgently.
I let ou
