CHAPTER 8 PAST TRUAMA

In the dark corners of her mind, the events unfolding in the present triggered a memory long buried. Madison's childhood was not a happy one. Her mother, a successful woman, was also a cruel, abusive woman. The pain, the fear, the humiliation - they were etched into her bones. When she died unexpectedly, Madison inherited her fortune, her company. But with it came the ghosts of her past, the memories she had tried so desperately to bury. She had vowed to never be a victim again. As the shrewd board member’s phone buzzed with the alarming message, Madison sat in a secret location, a dark smirk playing on her lips. "They’re falling right into my trap," she murmured to herself. "Just like he used to say, the best way to beat an enemy is to know their weaknesses." Madison had long since learned to use her trauma, her pain, as a weapon. She had studied her father’s tactics, his strategies, and she had turned them against those who would harm her. "I warned them not to underestimate me,