The air in the office felt thick with tension as the news of Victor Ashford's latest maneuver spread like wildfire. We had just witnessed the devastating effects of his media attack—he wasn't just targeting Damien and me anymore. He had crossed a line. This wasn't a business rivalry or corporate maneuvering. This was personal, and it was becoming clear that Victor had an agenda far more complicated than any of us had anticipated.
Damien was pacing in front of the large windows that overlooked the city skyline. His hands were clenched into fists at his sides, the muscles in his arms taut with frustration. I could see the storm brewing inside him, the same one that had been there ever since Victor had re-entered our lives. But now, it was different. This wasn't just about Victor's past attacks—it was about something deeper, something more malicious.