A convoy moved through the streets of Utkal.
It was a long procession of high-end cars, drawing the attention of onlookers.
In the middle of it all, Aria sat in the back, her presence exuding authority.
In recent months, she had transformed from an unknown figure to someone who was both feared and revered, the epitome of a blood-hardened businesswoman.
Whispers of her prowess echoed through every alley, painting her as a force to be reckoned with one half of the legendary duo known as the "Demoness of Utkal."
The operations of Next Gen Innovations had been meticulously purged of threats. No trace of spies remained; and those who had infiltrated the office had surrendered, stripped of their reputations and had been destroyed to the point where no one was willing to hire them.
The thugs that other companies once relied on for all dirty work had now pledged loyalty to her, ensuring that any semblance of opposition was swiftly crushed.
