Chapter 44 - the phantom revealed
The abandoned subway terminal was suffocatingly dark, smelling of rust and stagnant water. Silas stepped out from behind a concrete pillar, flanked by four armed mercenaries. He looked arrogant, holding a detonator-linked hard drive.
"I expected you to bring your father's aging hitmen, Ivy," Silas sneered, his voice echoing loudly in the empty tunnel. "But guns are useless now. I control the narrative. Sign over the foundation, and your husband goes free."
Ivy stood entirely alone under a flickering fluorescent light, wearing a sleek black trench coat. She looked at Silas with an expression of profound, chilling pity. She didn't look like a victim; she looked like a trap.
"You spent five years building a digital cage," Ivy said smoothly, her voice completely devoid of fear. "But you forgot one fundamental rule about the Pascale family. We never walk into a room we don't control."
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Silas frowned, suddenly checking his encrypted tablet. His arrogant smirk completely vanished. The screen flashed a bright, warning red. His entire network of offshore accounts and blackmail servers was being systematically deleted.
👉 read part 45 to see the trap spring shut.
