CHAPTER EIGHTY – REMINGTON’S DOOM

The weight of that vow hung thick in the dimly lit air. Kayla knew she was potentially staking her future - her very life - on the seeming turncoat loyalties of these three. But after weeks of being battered from every side by Remington's depravity, something primal and spiteful in her core yearned to make that monster pay in the most unequivocal way possible. Granting a sharp nod of affirmation, she sealed their unholy pact. "Then let's get to work, shall we? It's long past time Marcus Remington got a taste of the conflagration he's been stoking." Over the next several weeks, the unlikely cabal embarked on a clandestine operation of surgical precision to undermine Cannon Industries from within. Emilia, Elise, and Alistair proved to be invaluable assets, utilizing their intimate knowledge of the company's damning paper trails to pave a path straight into the darkest heart of their father's empire. Encrypted data drops provided a constant stream of incriminating evidence - fraud,