I glanced back at the lit windows of Grant Tower.
"Ten years are up. Pass the word—cut off all resources to Grant. Overseas medical access, premium summit channels, and…" I paused, my voice turning ice-cold.
"The core technology, Starlight Tech, is licensed to Grant Corporation—terminate it. All of it. Effective immediately. "
Mr. Ian sucked in a sharp breath on the other end. "Ms. Carter, you've finally come to your senses. I always said you didn't need to waste ten years paying back a debt. Do you want me to reclaim that office floor? The title's in your name, after all."
"No rush. Let them sit in those chairs a few more days. Falling from the top all the way into the mud… that's a feeling worth savoring."
I watched the streetlamp stretch my shadow long across the sidewalk.
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