Chapter 20

Clara stared at the final sentence on the parchment, her breathing steady and controlled as the absolute weight of the threat set in.
She didn't panic, she didn't call for help, and she didn't shed a single tear of weakness.
Instead, a chilling, razor-sharp smile slowly formed across her lips, her gaze turning as hard and unyielding as tempered steel.
She picked up her black smartphone, unlocked the master encryption screen with a single thumbprint, and dialed her father's private extension.
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"Dad," Clara whispered softly into the receiver, her voice echoing with lethal, ice-cold determination across the silent room.
"Cancel my morning schedule... we are taking the fight straight to Zurich."