"They said you haven't been granted company permissions yet, so... for now, their hands are tied." The assistant looked down, his frustration evident from being the one forced to deliver the message. Khloe had been back at the Morrison Group for days, yet the shareholders were giving her the silent treatment, systematically locking her out of all corporate intelligence. She knew exactly who was behind it: Clarice, pulling the strings of both the board and the C-suite, methodically boxing her out.

If this continued, her position within the company would become entirely ornamental. A sharp knock echoed, and the office door opened as soon as she responded. Ethan strode in, placing a slim folder on the vast expanse of her polished blackwood desk. With a single, dismissive glance from him, the assistant scurried out. Khloe scanned the documents. It was a post-mortem report on one of Morrison Group's failing subsidiaries-a project bleeding billions with a severed funding chain. "What's this?" Khloe asked, looking up to meet Ethan's gaze, her expression a mask of cool amusement.

"I heard you're quite capable, especially when it comes to project management," he said, settling smoothly into the Italian leather chair beside her desk. The sunlight caught the exquisite fabric of his tailored suit, radiating an air of effortless privilege. "Your team isn't lacking for talent, Ethan. And as you know, I'm in management now. I don't handle individual projects," Khloe replied, her voice even, refusing to take the bait. "Naturally," Ethan said, steepling his fingers. "Morrison Group is brimming with talent.

executives and shareholders... forcing a transition would make both Mother and me look irresponsible." "Isn't their confidence something you and Clarice ultimately... influence?" Khloe's voice was soft, but the challenge in it was unmistakable. Their eyes locked. Both were smiling, but the air between them crackled with a silent, spreading tension. "Let's not make this adversarial, Khloe. We're family," Ethan said, the pleasantry

prove your capabilities, then assuming a leadership role would be... justified." "On one condition," he added. "You do it entirely on your own. No company resources. No use of any corporate assets. Prove your merit and earn everyone's trust." He made it sound so reasonable, but the trap was exquisitely laid:

partners and saw the Cameron Group listed, a slow, knowing smile touched her lips. By any objective measure, the project was a lost cause. But this was

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