"Wren," he said flatly, "when Yara first joined Winslow Capital, she ruined a project on her very first day. Because of who she is, nobody in the company dared criticize her openly. But there were always whispers behind her back."
His gaze stayed fixed on Wren. "She's cared about that ever since. You embarrassed her in front of everyone to protect Ryan back then."
His tone remained calm. Rational. "So now, helping her fix that is the least you can do. Yara needs Dawnblade. And I want her to be happy."
Then he added the final sentence like the blade twisting deeper into flesh. "Besides...You're resigning anyway."
For a moment, Wren genuinely wanted to laugh. She almost felt like applauding them.
"Brilliant." A cold smile curled at her lips. "So it wasn't just three birds with one stone
