MICHEAL'S POV
The elevator doors slid open to the top floor, and the air felt thick the moment I stepped into my office. The weight of everything hit me all over again: the leak, the questions, the whispers, the headlines. Kingston Technology had survived storms before, but this one…this is different.
“Good morning, Mr Kingston,” Chloe, my secretary, greeted me as I walked past her. Her voice seems softer than usual.
I nodded once, tightening my grip on the tablet in my hand. I hadn't slept, not really. Maybe two hours max. The rest of the night was me replying to emails, responding to calls, just trying to fix this before things get out of hand. I will not go down like this. Never.
The meeting room door was already open. Five of the investors were seated, their faces tight, their sui
