Jane's POV
And in the silence after that dreadful, endless night, when all lies and all secrets had come to a single, fiery moment of truth, I knew that there was no turning back. The evidence—secret notebooks, locked files, taped speeches, and clandestine financial transactions—had become a burden which rested on my conscience. And yet, instead of strangling me, it had ignited something deep in me. With every fresh bit of evidence to incriminate, I became more determined to bring down the corrupt empire which had stolen the honor of my family.
I sat alone in my study, a room which had turned into my war room over the last few weeks. The room was but dimly illuminated by a solitary desk lamp that cast a paltry glow about piles of documents, scribbled notes, and a whiteboard as tall as th
