LISA’S POV
They wanted me to beg.
They should’ve asked me to burn.
Because that’s what I do best.
The morning began like any other—a lie dressed in sunlight. But beneath the soft beams slicing across the penthouse floor, my war was already underway.
A single message blinked on my encrypted server.
From: Zac Styles
Subject: Detonation
> The shell company is vulnerable. Pull the plug in 3... 2... 1.
I didn’t flinch.
My finger hovered over the “EXECUTE” button.
This wasn’t just code or finance. This was the artery of Tony Williams’ empire. And I wasn’t about to cut it.
I was going to serve it.
Click.
Just like that, Tony Williams Investment Holdings lost thirty million dollars in under five seconds.
His liquidity? Gone.
His leverage? Vaporized.
His pride? About to implode.
