Chapter 95 The Last Betrayal

• The boardroom was eerily silent. The air pulsed with unspoken tension as Clara stood at the head of the table, her presence commanding despite the storm brewing inside her. She could feel their eyes, skeptical, expectant, waiting for her to crumble.
• She wouldn’t.
• “I have undeniable proof,” Clara said, her voice steady despite the racing of her heart. She slid a thick dossier across the table, the weight of it symbolic of the battle she had fought to be here.