Clara's voice shook badly. "They said if I fail this time… they'll come after the children next." The words landed heavily inside the private lounge. Vivian froze instantly. Not because she was afraid for herself. But because the moment the children were mentioned— everything changed. Her face lost color immediately. Sebastian Junior. Vale Junior. No. Absolutely not.
Vivian stood abruptly from her seat while Clara started crying harder. "How long have they been threatening you?" Clara wiped her face shakily. "For months." Vivian's chest tightened painfully. Months? This girl had been carrying fear alone for months? Without exposing Sebastian. Without harming the company. Without touching the children. Suddenly— Vivian understood why Clara always looked exhausted lately. She was surviving pressure every single day.
