Chapter 35. Reckoning at Draco

The elevator doors slid open onto the executive floor of Draco Capital, revealing a vast boardroom carved in chrome, glass, and cold ambition. Harper stepped forward first, clad in tailored black. Beside her, Knox adjusted the cuff of his navy suit, presence sharp but controlled. Lilah followed, heels precise, eyes unreadable.

They moved as a unit—an alliance of necessity and power. This wasn’t just about an override. It was about sovereignty.

Inside, Draco’s legal team and board members lined the perimeter like a tribunal. Their eyes held calculation and deflection. At the center, a long obsidian table shimmered beneath overhead LEDs, polished to reflect nothing.

“Ms. Quinn,” Draco’s lead counsel said, rising from her seat. “We’ve reviewed the allegations. You have the floor.”

Harper’s fingers brushed the edge of the table as she stepped forward. “This isn’t an allegation. It’s a confirmation.” Her voice carried the weight of undeniable evidence.

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