Chapter 9 Game

Christian

As I entered Aaron's study, the rich scent of leather and aged wood enveloped me, a familiar yet unsettling aroma that transported me back to countless childhood moments spent in this very room.

Aaron sat behind his sprawling mahogany desk, his expression an inscrutable mask as he motioned for me to take a seat across from him.

I settled into the plush leather chair, my posture straight and unyielding, a silent declaration of my resolve. The air between us crackled with tension, the weight of unspoken agendas and long-buried resentments hanging heavy in the space.

"Christian, my son," Aaron began, his tone deliberate and measured, each word carefully chosen for maximum impact. "Your return as CEO of Miller Corporation is a momentous occasion. But to secure the company's future, I need you to liquidate all your assets and invest the proceeds into the business."

I met his gaze head-on, my own eyes unwavering. "I agreed to lead the company, but I won't compromise my fi