seventy five- A CEO doing CEO things

It was almost mid day as Reece patrolled the corridors of the Ashley Group, his mind buzzed with the weight of recent events.

Despite being found not guilty, the accusations had left a stain on his reputation. Each step echoed the rhythm of his determination to prove himself once again, to rebuild the trust that had been tarnished.

As Reece continued his patrol, a nagging sense of unease crept over him like a shadow. His instincts, honed through years of vigilant protection, whispered warnings in the back of his mind. Something wasn't right, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He scanned the corridor, his eyes darting from shadow to shadow, searching for any sign of trouble. The familiar sights and sounds of the people were all around him—the soft hum of conversation, the click of heels on polished floors—but beneath the surface, there was a tension he couldn't ignore.

Reece's hand instinctively drifted to the concealed holster at his waist, fingers brushing against the reas