Three years later, the atmosphere inside the boardroom of Reigns Group was suffocating. No one dared to breathe too loudly. Around the long mahogany table sat some of the most influential executives in the country, yet at that moment they looked more like students waiting to be punished. At the head of the table sat Liam Reigns. His fingers tapped lazily against the armrest of his chair. The sound was soft, deadly. Every tap felt like a countdown to someone’s dismissal. “Seems like I need to reshuffle my entire staff,” his voice was calm, too calm. “The people I currently employ appear incapable of doing the jobs they’re being paid for.” A collective chill swept through the room. Nobody dared raise their heads. Nobody dared defend themselves. Three years ago, Liam had been cold. Now he was
