Chapter 74: ZANE's POV
Eight hours ago.
The plan had been simple—walk into the Hopkins office, present the forensic evidence about the deepfake video, secure the partnership, and walk out before my father could interfere.
Simple. Clean. Effective.
Except nothing involving William Mercer was ever simple.
He'd been calling me nonstop since yesterday—emails, texts, voicemails, each one more demanding than the last. End the deal with Hopkins. Cut ties with the girl. Come back to the game. Focus on the next hockey season while I clean up your mess.
A mess he'd helped create by manipulating Sophia into her little revenge scheme.
He thought I didn't know. Thought I was too distracted by Olive to see the strings he'd been pulling behind the scenes.
He should've known better than that.
I'd
