Chapter 125 The First Strike

• The air in the room was thick with unspoken expectation, the type of hush that falls over a mass as a list of forbidden truths is set to be disclosed. Ethan and I stood side by side, our expressions carefully neutral as the reporters jostled for position, their cameras flashing like strobes.
• This was it—our first public move against my partner. Years of carefully constructed lies were about to crumble, and I had every intention of watching his empire burn.
• Ethan leaned close, his voice a husky whisper in my ear. “Ready for the fireworks?”