The rain had not stopped since evening, and the glass walls of Ethan Morgan’s office reflected the storm outside like restless shadows. Morgan Industries towered over the city in glittering arrogance, but inside Ethan’s private office the atmosphere felt fragile and uncertain. Lila Hart stood near the wide window with her back to him, staring down at the endless lights of the city below. Normally the view filled her with determination. Tonight it only reminded her how far she could fall. Behind her Ethan sat silently at his desk, the documents Marcus Reed had thrown onto the boardroom table earlier still scattered across the polished surface. The accusations, the suspicious financial records, the board’s cold stares all hung in the air like poison neither of them could ignore.
Lila could
