THE HIDDEN HEIRESS

For a moment, she lay still, allowing the heaviness of sleep to dissolve. The events of yesterday replayed in her mind her unexpected defense of Wolfe Corporation, Damian's cryptic challenge, and

had proven herself. As she stepped onto the executive floor, she was met by Valerie's sharp gaze. The older woman raised a perfectly sculpted brow. "Wolfe is waiting for you," she said, her voice clipped. Lana nodded and made her way to Damian's office, her heels clicking with deliberate confidence. She barely had time to knock before his voice rang out. "Get in here." She pushed open the heavy doors, her gaze meeting Damian's stormy eyes. He was leaning against his desk, a phone in one hand, a glass of whiskey in the other. Not a good sign. "Something wrong?" she asked smoothly. His jaw tightened as he tossed his phone onto the desk. "Dawson Enterprises just pulled out of our deal," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "A deal worth billions." Lana feigned concern. "That's... unexpected." "Is it?" His piercing gaze locked onto her. "Or is it calculated?" Her stomach clenched. Is he onto me already? She gave him an innocent tilt of her head. "What are you implying?" Damian studied her for a long moment, then exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "Nothing. Yet." She kept her expression carefully neutral as he straightened, placing his glass down. "I need you to fix it," he said. Lana arched a brow. "Fix a billion-dollar deal that's already dead?" "Yes." His tone was cold, unwavering. "Find out why they pulled out. Who's behind it. And bring me a solution." She hesitated, pretending to consider. "And if I do?" A smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. "Then I might start seeing you as something other than a replaceable employee." Lana folded her arms. "And if I fail?" Damian leaned in slightly, his presence suffocating