The silence of the room was suffocating. Malia stared at the screen before her, her eyes tracing the lines of figures and graphs that populated the latest update on the financial market. She should have felt triumphant—after all, they had just pulled off a spectacular move, destabilizing one of Evelyn's key companies. But instead, an unsettling sense of unease gnawed at her, tightening its grip with each passing minute.
She wasn't alone. Nixus sat on the other side of the room, his posture rigid, his gaze fixed on his phone. There was a shared understanding between them now, something that went beyond mere words. Both of them knew that Evelyn wouldn't take the blow quietly. The chaos they had set in motion was bound to come back at them tenfold.
And sure enough, the storm was already brewing.