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Catherine’s gaze remained fixed on the image of Branden in front of her. A bitter smile crept onto her lips as she muttered under her breath, “Bitch.”
Her mind raced with thoughts, questioning Branden’s motives. What was his game, really? It wasn’t just about business for him; there was more to his actions, and Catherine had a feeling she was only beginning to scratch the surface.
She knew there was no such thing as a free gift in the corporate world, and the more she thought about Branden’s offer, the more suspicious it seemed. The Duncan Corporation had its hands in so many pies, and Catherine wasn’t about to let herself become a pawn in some bigger scheme.
She threw the documents aside and ran a hand through her hair in frustration. She had bigger fish to fry than dealing with Branden’s subtle manipulations.
Just as she was about to gather her thoughts, her phone vibrated again. This time, it was a message from Ronin: The Duncan Corporation is about to launch a new project, and there’s a high likelihood they’ll want to take over your family’s company. I’ll keep an eye on it, but you should be prepared.
Catherine’s eyes narrowed as she read the message. So, it wasn’t just the merger contract; Branden had other plans—plans that went beyond his seemingly generous offer.
With a deep sigh, Catherine stood up from her bed and walked over to her window. She stared out at the city lights, her mind spinning with the implications of everything unfolding. She needed to stay one step ahead of both Branden and her own family. The Swann Corporation had been her grandfather’s legacy, and she wasn’t about to let anyone take it away from her, not without a fight.
As Catherine stood in silence, weighing her options, her phone buzzed again. This time, the message was from Audrey: Catherine, be careful. Rachael is furious, and she won’t stop until she finds a way to make your life difficult. Watch your back.
Catherine couldn’t help but smirk. Rachael’s rage was predictable, but that didn’t mean it didn’t hold weight. She’d always been a thorn in Catherine’s side, but Catherine had learned to handle her. It was everyone else she needed to watch out for—the ones who hid behind closed doors, pulling strings in the background.
Catherine tucked her phone back into her pocket, a determined look settling on her face. She had a plan, but it would require finesse, timing, and careful precision. The next few weeks were going to be critical. She could feel it in her bones.
Turning her attention back to the papers on her desk, Catherine started making notes, sketching out a strategy. She wasn’t just going to sit back and let things happen to her. This was her fight, and she would play it on her terms.
For once, Catherine was ready to fight back—not just for herself but for the future of the Swann Corporation. The real game was just beginning.