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Chapter 98: Public Humiliation
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Maxwell’s POVI needed air. Needed to get out of this house before I said something to Morgana that I’d regret. Before the guilt and rage and self-loathing consumed what little dignity I had left.“I’m going out,” I said, grabbing my keys.“Maxwell, where—”“Just out.”I drove through the city without any destination in mind, just needing movement, needing distance from the wreckage of the day. The radio was playing business news, and I quickly turned it off before they could mention the architectural forum incident.Eventually, I found myself at the Marriott downtown. The same hotel where the forum had been held. Where I’d destroyed my reputation in front of everyone who mattered in this industry.The hotel bar was nearly empty at nine PM on a Wednesday. Just a few businesspeople nursing drinks and trying to forget whatever disasters their days had brought.I took a seat at the mahogany bar and ordered scotch. The bartender was young, probably hadn’t seen the video yet. He served my
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Maxwell’s POVMy phone hadn’t stopped beeping since I’d left the hotel.Seventeen missed calls. Twenty-three text messages. All from business associates, reporters, and colleagues who’d witnessed my public meltdown at the architectural forum.“Maxwell, what the hell were you thinking?” - David Clearwater“Unprofessional behavior like that reflects poorly on our entire industry.” - Richard from the licensing board“Channel 7 wants a statement about your accusations against Regina Veyron.” - My publicist“That was a PR disaster. Call me immediately.”I sat in my home office with a glass of whiskey, scrolling through the messages with growing dread. Each one confirmed what I already knew—I’d destroyed my own reputation while trying to destroy Regina’s.The worst part was the video. Someone had recorded my entire confrontation with Regina and posted it online. Within hours, it had thousands of views and hundreds of comments.“Maxwell Chamberlain completely lost it at the forum today.”“Th
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Regina’s POVI made it to the hotel elevator before anyone could see me shake.The lobby was mostly empty—everyone still upstairs watching the rest of the innovation panel, probably dissecting Maxwell’s accusations word by word. My humiliation would be the topic of every networking conversation for months.My hands trembled as I jabbed the button for the parking garage. I needed to get out of this building before anyone else saw me fall apart.The elevator doors were sliding closed when a hand shot between them.Maxwell.“No.” I pressed myself against the back wall. “Find another elevator.”“This one’s fine,” he said, stepping inside.The doors closed with a soft ding. I watched the numbers climb—fifteenth floor, sixteenth, seventeenth. The parking garage was on the top level of this thirty-story building. The elevator would take us all the way up.“You’re shaking,” Maxwell said.I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to stop the trembling. “I’m fine.”“You’re not fine.”I couldn’t l
After I Died, He Truly Panicked Chapter 98: Public Humiliation
Maxwell’s POVI shouldn’t have come.The hotel ballroom was packed with every architect in the state, and I knew Regina would be here somewhere. The quarterly forum was mandatory if you wanted to stay relevant in this business. Everyone showed up. Everyone networked. Everyone pretended their firms weren’t falling apart.My whiskey tasted bitter as I watched David Clearwater work the room. He’d stolen my three million dollar contract and handed it to Regina this morning. Now he was probably bragging about her innovative designs to anyone who’d listen.“Maxwell Chamberlain!” A voice boomed behind me.I turned to see Richard from the architectural licensing board. Gray beard, expensive suit, the kind of man who decided which firms got the prestigious government contracts.“Richard. Good to see you.”“Heard about the Clearwater project.” He shook his head. “Tough break. But that Veyron woman really knows her stuff. Have you seen her sustainable building proposals?”My jaw clenched. “No.”
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Regina’s POVI sat alone at the massive dining room table while my family chatted around me, their voices fading into background noise. Mother had prepared my favorite meal—herb-crusted salmon with roasted vegetables—but every bite tasted like cardboard.“Regina, you’ve barely touched your food,” Father said, his businessman’s eye noting everything. “Are you feeling alright?”“Just tired,” I replied, pushing asparagus around my plate. “Long day at the office.”“The Clearwater project announcement must have been exciting,” Alexander added from across the table. “Downtown revitalization is exactly the kind of high-profile work that establishes industry credibility.”I nodded absently. The Clearwater Development contract should have felt like a victory. Another major client stolen from Maxwell’s firm, another step toward establishing Phoenix Design Studio as the premier architectural practice in the city.Instead, it felt hollow. Each success reminded me that I was building my career on
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