At precisely 9:30 AM, while Leo was happily engaged in his playroom under the watchful eye of the specialist, Casel and Christian sat in the main conference room of Christian’s corporate headquarters. The wall-sized projector screen was live, displaying an encrypted audio-visual feed from the boardroom of Adrian Logistics, Zeth’s family empire.
Thanks to the minor shares Casel still legally held, and Christian’s strategic acquisition of the company’s secondary debt lines over the past forty-eight hours, they had a legal right to a proxy presence at the emergency meeting. Zeth sat at the head of the long mahogany table, looking exhausted. His hair was slightly untamed, his tie loosened, and the dark circles under his eyes spoke of a sleepless night. His parents sat on either side of him, t
