The boardroom door clicked shut behind Reomen, leaving me alone in the silent, opulent room. The air still hummed with the energy of our victory.
My father's signature, bold and arrogant, was dried on the page that would begin his ruin.
A slow, deep breath escaped me. It was done. The first major step.
Reomen's instruction echoed in my head. "Take the rest of the day off." It wasn't a suggestion; it was an order, a king rewarding his pawn.
But today, I didn't mind. The adrenaline was fading, leaving a pleasant exhaustion in its wake, and a deep, thrumming satisfaction.
I didn't call for his driver. I needed space. I needed to move on my own terms. I walked out of the Daki Tech building and raised my hand, sliding into the backseat of a yellow cab that smelled of pine air freshener and old leather.
