Chapter 239

• Nathan's pov
• I was buried in spreadsheets, the numbers blurring before my eyes as I scrolled through the latest reports. Every column screamed at me, every percentage drop, every red figure reminding me how close we were to losing everything. Shaw Enterprises—my father’s empire, my inheritance, my burden—was crumbling in my hands, and no matter how hard I tried to patch the cracks, it felt like water slipping through clenched fists.
• I had just leaned back, massaging the bridge of my nose, when the door burst open.