Chapter 401

• Yuvan was seething, pacing across the marble floor of my penthouse office like a caged animal.
• "It wouldn’t have mattered when she signed the exit clause," he snapped. "I was going to keep it under wraps until the new fiscal year. But now, with Cassandra stirring the pot, the board knows, the shareholders know, everyone knows. How the hell am I supposed to stay in the city now without the press eating me alive?"
• I sipped my espresso slowly, letting the caffeine ground me before I responded. “Let it go, Yuvan,” I said evenly. “You need to stop reacting and start playing the long game. Cassandra may have tipped the balance this time, but she’s just won a moment, not the war. The media loves a scandal don’t give them a sequel. Let things cool off.”