Chapter 232

• Nathan's pov
• I sat in my office staring at the numbers spread across my desk like a battlefield, my head pounding harder with each passing second. The screen in front of me displayed the reports I had gone through at least a dozen times already, yet no matter how many times I cross-checked, the same ugly truth stared back at me. Millions—gone. Investments, once strong, now collapsed into dust. Accounts drained, partnerships pulled out, deals evaporated overnight as if someone had waved a curse over everything I touched.
• And I couldn’t shake the thought—the sinking, gnawing certainty—that it wasn’t just bad luck or poor timing. No, this was deliberate. Someone had orchestrated it, and the more I pieced things together, the clearer the culprit became.