My Milf Conqueror System novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Risky gambit

I stepped out of her office, the weight of her ultimatum pressing down on me.

Twenty-four hours.

To fix a corporate war I barely understood.

To find a needle in a haystack of international law and shell companies.

The System buzzed, cold and unfeeling.

[Mission Countdown: 23 Hours, 55 Minutes] [Current Progress: 40%] [Penalty Active: Skills Locked]

I didn’t go to the boutique. I didn’t go to a café to "accidentally" run into her. I went straight to the library, booked a private study room, and turned my phone off.

If I wanted to seduce Sofia Aldridge, I couldn’t do it with flowers or compliments. I had to do it with a kill switch.

14 Hours Remaining.

My eyes were burning. My desk was littered with printed financial reports, highlighted in three different colors.

I was looking for the "weak point" she asked for. The rival company, Vanguard, was aggressive. They had more cash, more lawyers, and more momentum. On paper, they were unbeatable.

But everyone has a weakness.

I dug into their lead negotiator, a man named Marcus Thorne. I dug into their funding. I dug until the numbers started to blur.

Then, my phone buzzed. Not the System. A text.

Ethan: Party tonight at the frat house. You coming? Need you to get out of your head, man.

I stared at the screen. A party. Beer, music, girls like Claire who would look right through me. It sounded like a different planet. A planet I didn’t live on anymore.

I typed back: Can’t. Working.

I tossed the phone aside and looked back at the documents. And that’s when I saw it.

A discrepancy in Vanguard’s debt structuring. They were leveraging assets they didn’t fully own yet to fund the Singapore buy. It was illegal. It was risky.

It was a house of cards.

If Sofia leaked this to the regulatory commission, Vanguard wouldn’t just lose the deal. They’d be investigated for fraud.

Their stock would tank overnight.

I sat back, my heart hammering. I didn’t just have a counter-strategy. I had a nuclear option.

[Ding! Intelligence Check Critical Success] [Strategic Leverage Acquired]

2 Hours Remaining.

...

The Aldridge Enterprises tower was mostly dark when I arrived. The security guard at the front desk recognized me this time—or maybe he just recognized the manic look in my eye. He let me up.

The top floor was silent. Only one office had a light on.

Sofia was sitting at her desk, her head in her hands. She looked exhausted. The armor was off. For a second, she wasn’t a titan of industry; she was just a woman carrying the weight of the world.

I knocked on the glass door.

She looked up, startled. Her eyes hardened instantly, the mask sliding back into place.

"You’re late," she said, checking her watch.

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