The atmosphere outside the headquarters of Linfield Biotechnology Co., Ltd. had shifted from a rowdy protest to a scene of impending cinematic triumph—or so Nick Maher believed. Standing at the threshold of the glass-and-steel building, Nick adjusted the sleeves of his bespoke blazer, his posture radiating the unearned confidence of a man who had never faced a consequence in his life.
To Nick, this was the ultimate play. By solving this financial crisis for Carvel, he wasn't just recovering eighty thousand dollars; he was purchasing Sienna’s gratitude and effectively castrating Dominic Mylod’s standing in the family. He could already envision the headlines in the local social columns: Local Heir Rescues Elderly Protesters from Corporate Fraud. He turned slightly, catching Sienna’s eye, an
