Revenge With My Undercover Cop Hubby

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Zev hadn't left the office in over a day.

He hadn't even taken a moment to rest. His mind buzzed, a blur of calculations and strategy. But it wasn't enough.

Ken had flipped. Out of nowhere, he'd turned on them, and now the company was in chaos.

First, Clarissa left. Then Ken followed, and now Stuart had seized the chance to make a mess of everything He'd pulled his people out and walked out of the

Lockhart Group.

Zev's grip on the situation was slipping fast.

Behind all this, the figures pulling the strings, the ones who'd been quiet when Wade left, were now showing their true faces. The masks had come off.

Quentin sat across from Zev, his face drawn with concern. "Mr. Zion. The company's situation... it's not looking good for you. Most of the core team are questioning your judgment, your decisions. My suggestion? Take some time off." The crisis at Lockhart Group was more than just a momentary setback. It was a storm, and if Zev stayed at the helm, it could tear everything apart.

"Leave? If I leave now, it's like admitting I'm running from them." Zev's breath was heavy, his chest rising and falling with the force of his emotions.

Quentin's gaze softened, his voice quiet but firm. "Mr. Zion, this isn't about pride." "Think about it," Quentin urged, rising from his chair. He placed a hand on Zev's shoulder, a brief touch, and then turned toward the door.

"Mr. Zion!" Hanson burst into the room, panic in his eyes.

Zev looked up, his exhaustion clear in his haggard face. "Mr. Zion ... " Hanson hesitated, biting his lip. "The company... we're in serious trouble."

go home. Get

Zev rubbed his forehead, the pressure behind his eyes too much to ignore. Hanson saw the pain in his movements. "You're still burning up with fever. You haven't slept in over 24 hours. Please some rest. We'll hold things together here."

Zev waved him off, his determination unshaken. He couldn't leave now. There was too much to fix, too much that needed his attention-the company, his grandfather's legacy, everything.

gone. That leaves only Fabian and

words hit Zev like a cold wind. If the key players turned against him, it didn't matter how skilled he was. The people, both inside and outside the company, would see him as nothing more than a young heir, in

out,

Zev would be

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Failure Is

trembled. "Mr. Ashford can't hold this

Finished

price Med burned bridges, and now Wagner was unified, pushing against Lockhart with everything they had. Even Patrick couldn't

vision blurred, his legs buckling beneath

catching him before he

was pale, drained of all color. The exhaustion was written across every

to Mr. Zion," Hanson pleaded, his voice tight with urgency. "He's burning up

over, her hand pressing against

was unbearable. His skin felt

rimmed with red. The weight of

had gone, the vultures began to circle,

they turned on Zev, eager to use the

voice softened, but she could feel the urgency beneath

was about survival.

said, her tone firm. "Your health is everything. If you break, it's over. Think about me, Shane, and Jasper. If I end up a widow, stuck with all

his voice urgent. "I won't let you be a

how about you come

Without a word, he

exhaled sharply, raising his thumb toward Kelly. "Only

the way back, Kelly glanced at Zev, his head resting against her shoulder. "Do you remember when your dad started Lockhart Group? He faced so

the past weighing heavily on his mind. "When my dad took