Chapter 94. Evidence

Nina’s POV

Every aspect of her occupation was an affront, from the cold, calculating furniture to the pretentious artwork screaming for validation. The space, once my sanctuary, now felt polluted.

But none of that mattered. What was an office, really? A room with four walls and a desk? She could have it. Let her gloat, let her revel in the power she thought she had won. It wouldn’t last.

None of that mattered now. An office was just a room with four walls and a desk. May could have it. Let her bask in her perceived victory.

She thought she’d won, but she was mistaken. Her newfound power was built on unstable ground. Unbeknownst to her, the foundation was riddled with cracks that I had strategically concealed.

From the outside, it seemed like I’d surrendered willingly, allowing May to seize control without resistance. But the truth was far from that.

I still controlled more than she could imagine. Every key decision, every move the