Chapter 141: Betrayal Runs Deep

Ochieng's eyes locked onto Brian's with a mixture of disbelief and fury. The room fell silent, the weight of betrayal hanging thick in the air.

"You," Ochieng muttered, his voice dangerously low. "You're behind all of this?"

Brian smirked, adjusting the expensive Rolex on his wrist. "Surprised?" he asked, his tone dripping with arrogance. "You always thought you were untouchable, didn't you? Always ahead of everyone else. But look at you now."

Jeff took a threatening step forward, but Ochieng raised a hand to stop him. His gaze remained fixed on Brian.

"Explain," Ochieng demanded.

Brian chuckled, stepping closer. "You took everything from me, Ochieng. Back in school, you humiliated me. You had the respect, the power, the connections... even Seline. And me? I was nothing. Just the guy people laughed at. The guy who was never enough."

Seline flinched at the mention of her name. Her expression was unreadable, but guilt flickered in her eyes.

"So, what?" Ochieng scoffed. "You decided to destroy me because of a childhood grudge? You think I don't have real enemies to deal with? You think I don't have people plotting against me every second of the day?"

Brian's smirk deepened. "Oh, Ochieng... This isn't just about the past. It's about power. And now? I have more of it than you ever will."

With a snap of his fingers, the doors swung open again.

A group of men in dark suits entered, their presence radiating authority. Among them stood a woman—tall, elegant, and exuding an aura of cold confidence.

Victoria.

A name whispered in the underground circles. A woman feared by even the most ruthless billionaires.

"Ochieng," she greeted, her lips curving into a dangerous smile. "We finally meet."

Jeff tensed. Linet's fingers hovered over her concealed weapon. Rolex simply leaned against the wall, amused.

"And who the hell is this?" Jeff asked, eyes never leaving Victoria.

Brian chuckled. "Allow me to introduce the woman who now owns everything you thought was yours. Ochieng, meet Victoria—your new competition."

Ochieng exhaled slowly, a storm brewing in his dark eyes.

"You think I'm going to roll over and let you take what's mine?" he asked.

Victoria laughed softly. "Oh, Ochieng... I don't need you to roll over. I just need you to know..."

She leaned in, whispering near his ear.

"You've already lost."