Chapter 82 Back to the drawing board

As her friends began to discuss strategy, bouncing ideas off each other with growing enthusiasm, Mariama felt a weight lift from her shoulders. She wasn't alone in this fight. With these loyal allies by her side, she had a chance. Moving to the window, Mariama looked out at the city skyline, the Luxor Tower standing tall among the glittering lights. "Enjoy your victory while you can, Franco," she murmured. "Because I'm coming for you. And this time, I'll make sure you never threaten my company again." As the night wore on, plans were made, strategies devised. The penthouse, which had felt like a prison just hours before, now buzzed with energy and purpose. Mariama moved among her friends, her mind racing with possibilities. "There's one more thing," she said as the first light of dawn began to peek over the horizon. "We need to be prepared for the possibility that Franco and Laura might resort to... extreme measures to keep their power." A hush fell over the room as the implication