Russell Harper leaned back in his leather chair, the skyline of the city stretching out before him in endless lights and shadows. His office, perched at the top of Harper Enterprises, was more than just a workspace,it was a war room. And today, the battlefield was Jacob Sims' crumbling empire.
He swirled the amber liquid in his glass, savoring the burn as he took a sip. A knock on the door broke his moment of quiet triumph.
"Come in," he said, his voice sharp but measured.
Lyle, his chief strategist, entered with a laptop tucked under his arm and a folder in his hand.
"Updates?" Russell asked, gesturing for Lyle to sit.
Lyle didn’t waste time. "We’ve confirmed that Sims Enterprises is on shaky ground with their Bennett negotiations. If we push just a bit harder, their board might star
