A week ago, Seraphine had braced herself for Voren to confront her directly after his conversation with Desmond.
She had pictured it in vivid detail, the storm behind his gaze, the sharp cadence of his words, the kind of confrontation that left even the toughest people unsettled, but Voren had surprised her.
Not only had he refused to take the bait but had proven far more stubborn than she had anticipated. Ashkael Holdings itself had shown resilience she hadn't fully expected, and the company's foundations were too solid for a single server attack to topple.
Even with the chaos she had orchestrated, the stock dips were negligible. It was frustrating, and deflating, but she took cold satisfaction in knowing Ravyn would remain isolated.
Help would not come for him, not when Voren would be busy stabilizing his company affairs.
