Chapter 81 A downgrade

As she was escorted through the corridors of the building she had once ruled, Mariama's mind was already racing, formulating plans for her comeback. They thought they had defeated her, but they had no idea what she was capable of. This was just the beginning. As the elevator doors closed, shutting out the bustling lobby of Luxor Tower, Mariama leaned against the cool metal wall, her composure finally cracking. The weight of what had just transpired crashed over her like a tidal wave. She had been ousted from the company she had poured her heart and soul into, betrayed by those she thought she could trust. The penthouse, once a sanctuary, now felt like a gilded cage. Mariama moved through the rooms, her fingers trailing over familiar surfaces. Every object, every piece of furniture, seemed to mock her with memories of past triumphs. She poured herself a glass of whiskey, her hand trembling slightly as she raised it to her lips. The burn of the alcohol did little to numb the pain of