Malik sat in the living room staring out the window, mapping the way forward in his mind. He glanced back at the TV, where the news played quietly: Roy Enterprises to Finalize Deal with Dwelt Industries Today.
His eyes narrowed. "It has to stop today," he muttered, standing suddenly.
He reached for the small black flash drive he had already prepared. It held the proof that Sarah was being deceived by the people she trusted most.
He thought of bursting into the boardroom, slamming his palm against the table, and pressing play. But Sarah's words still echoed in his mind:
"Please, Malik. Don’t come to the office again. Not in those clothes. It hurts more than it helps."
No, barging in would only make her defensive. She would see rebellion instead of protection.
Malik grabbed his phone,
