The moment the news broke, everything changed.
The empire Mercer had spent years building was crumbling—not in slow, manageable pieces, but in violent, uncontrollable destruction.
Kian had planned this strike with precision.
One blow wasn't enough to take Mercer down.
But several, at the same time?
That was war.
And now, Mercer was surrounded with no way out.
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By the time Kian arrived at the office that morning, the atmosphere was different.
Gone were the careful whispers, the cautious glances people had given him before.
Now?
Now, there was anticipation.
Everyone in the building knew what was happening.
And more importantly?
They knew who was behind it.
Mercer's fall wasn't just a shift in leadership.
It was a message.
That Kian Vale wasn't just another player in the game.
He was the one who won it.