Chapter 113: The Game of Deception

The chessboard before me seemed almost surreal, the pieces of our lives and legacies shifting and moving on a field that was too treacherous to navigate blindly. I had always prided myself on being a strategist, someone who could think several steps ahead, but this—this was different. This wasn't just about business deals or boardroom negotiations. This was about survival. About protecting everything that Damien and I had worked so hard to build.

Victor Ashford was no amateur. He was ruthless, calculating, and, most terrifyingly, unpredictable. We'd spent weeks watching his every move, analyzing his behavior, studying his weaknesses, and finding the places where his ego could be manipulated. He was good at playing the game, but so were we. The time had come to turn the tables, to make him feel like he was in control long enough to walk straight into the trap we'd set for him.