Chapter 95: Battle for Control

The days leading up to the wedding had been a whirlwind, full of last-minute preparations, mounting tension, and a sense of urgency that we couldn't shake. Every decision felt like it carried a weight far beyond anything we had ever imagined, and with Victor Ashford lurking in the shadows, every step forward seemed like it could be our last.

But today was different. Today, the calm I had been craving since that fateful confrontation had been shattered completely. I stood in the middle of our office, watching as Sophie and Damien scanned over the latest reports, their faces tense, drawn, as though each number, each figure on the page was an assault on our future.

"This doesn't make sense," Sophie muttered, her fingers tracing a column of numbers that appeared to be a blip in the financial data. "How did he gain access to these shares? And why is he targeting our holdings?"