Returning to his, Ace Kane moved with a decisive air that belied the recent drama. He flicked open his sleek, state-of-the-art laptop, its screen coming to life with a soft glow. There was no hesitation in his movements as his fingers danced across the keyboard, finding their mark with practiced ease, and then, with a satisfying click, he slammed down the enter key.
"From this moment forward," Ace's voice cut through the silence, amplified slightly by the room's acoustics, "the two of you are to vacate your respective companies. Your services are no longer required." The words, delivered with chilling calm, were a declaration of war, or rather, the swift execution of a corporate coup.
Arthur Sterling and Jude Montgomery had only just stepped into the office, their minds still reeling fr
