Yes, Grace. I need you to handle that tomorrow," Dove instructed, her tone firm yet composed. "It's alright if there are some setbacks—I can take those. The industry needs to understand that Sterling Corporation is not to be messed with, nor is its CEO. I want all ties with Davis Enterprises severed immediately. Also, withdraw everything related to the upcoming project that was supposed to be a collaboration between our companies."
After giving Grace the necessary instructions, Dove ended the call and exhaled softly. She stepped onto the balcony, letting the cool night breeze caress her skin and play with her hair.
There was something inexplicably soothing about the wind—it had a way of comforting the soul, of whispering silent reassurances.
As she gazed into the tranquil darkness, a smirk played on her lips.
"Aunty Cara, I told you that you would regret this to the brink," she murmured. "Dove never lets anyone who has wronged her go without teaching them a lesson."
