Chapter 77

• But Alexander was done playing the game. With a decisive motion, he stood up abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor. He glanced at Leon, his frown now a testament to his growing impatience. Without a word, he turned and strode toward the exit, his footsteps echoing in the silence that hung between them.
• Leon's smile didn't falter as he watched Alexander's departure, his eyes shimmering with a sense of satisfaction. He had achieved his desired reaction, a reaction that revealed the chink in Alexander's armor. As he rose from his seat and made his way to his own car, he couldn't help but savor the taste of control he held over his rival.
• Both men settled into their respective cars, the engines roaring to life in tandem. With a shared glance, the unspoken challenge was set. The vehicles sped off, tires screeching against the pavement as they embarked on a race that symbolized far more than just a competition of speed. It was a collision of motives, a confrontation of wills, and a test of boundaries that would push them both to their limits. As the wind rushed past them, carrying with it the weight of their unspoken tension, the race began, a microcosm of the larger battle that awaited them.