CLINT’s POV

I walked into the meeting room, the sound of my footsteps echoing against the polished floor. The room was spacious, with floor-to-ceiling windows on one side that offered a breathtaking view of the city skyline. The walls were painted a muted shade of blue, and the large oval table in the centre of the room was surrounded by plush leather chairs.

Kane was already seated at the head of the table, along with several other investors. I took my seat next to Kane and waited ...