The journey back to the Night Villa was quiet, but Chase’s mind was a storm of thoughts.
The file in the passenger seat beside him burned like a live wire — too hot, too dangerous to ignore. He’d seen a lot working under his best friend Alpha Ryker, but what he just learned about George Spears’ “shareholder meeting” left a foul taste in his mouth.
This wasn’t just about business.
It was a coup. A quiet one. Padded in legal fluff and family betrayal.
And Jenna was at the heart of it.
By the time he reached the villa, night had settled thickly over the woods. The front gates opened automatically, the guards giving him a nod of recognition as he pulled into the paved driveway.
The moment he stepped out of the car, Mrs Anderson was already waiting.
“He’s in his office,” the old lady sai
