Chapter 89

Daniel’s POV

The city skyline stretched out before me, a familiar comfort from the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office.

For a moment, I allowed myself a sense of peace, a fragile victory after the chaos of the boardroom and the quiet trauma of the past few days.

The morning had been unusually quiet; the world seemed to have forgotten about the drama of the previous day, and I foolishly let myself believe that the worst was over.

That peace was shattered by a frantic, breathless knock on my office door. My secretary, a young woman named Liz, burst in without waiting for an invitation, her face pale with panic and her hands trembling.

She held a tablet, its screen glowing with a furious, damning light.

“Mr. Walter, I’m so sorry, but… it’s everywhere,” she stammered, her eyes wide with a fear that wasn’t just for me, but for the company. “Your father, Richard Walter, and Claire Hammond… they’ve filed a class action lawsuit against the compan