Chapter 8 Chapter Eight

• Ken sat in his wheelchair at the center of his study, gripping his arms tightly as he stared at the documents spread across his desk. His breath was heavy, his mind sharp despite the fatigue dragging at his body. The numbers on the latest report were disastrous. He had been barely holding on, trying to manage what little influence he had left in the family business, but now Suspended.
• The word burned through him as he read the official notice again. He had been stripped of his decision-making authority.
• Jack had won, Or at least, it looked that way.