The rooftop confrontation replayed in Hana's mind, but she forced herself to focus. The boardroom was packed—investors, lawyers, journalists.
Her enemy sat across the table, smug and unbothered.
"This is a corporate war," he sneered. "And wars aren't won with charity galas."
Hana met his gaze with steel. "Wars are won with truth."
She dropped the leaked files onto the table. Gasps filled the room as scandal after scandal bled onto the screen. The empire he'd built began to crumble, stone by stone.
But Hana knew—cornered men fight hardest.