“You want to play the game, Liam? Fine. But from now on, you don't work for the company. You work for me. And I never lose a bet.”

Jaime wasn't just a CEO; he was a shark in a tailored charcoal suit with eyes that saw through every bluff. He flipped through Liam’s latest proposal, his silence stretching until it became a physical weight in the room.

Liam’s heart hammered against his ribs. He had spent months tweaking the numbers, convinced that a slight 'optimization' was the only way to get Jaime’s attention. He told himself it wasn't cheating; it was creative accounting for a desperate cause.

Liam looked at the pen, then at the man who now owned his secret. He realized too late that he hadn't cheated the system; he had walked straight into a trap designed by a master. He signed his name, knowing that while he had finally reached the top floor, he had never been further from being free. AI responses may include mistakes. Learn more