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Chapter 82

作者: Mira Sterling
last update 公開日: 2026-10-21 23:35:56
Maverick’s POV

“Your offer was generous enough to make most design firms reconsider their position,” my chief financial officer said as we left Vanguard Design’s conference room. “But Patricia treated it like any other proposal.”

“She was supposed to,” I replied.

He glanced at me. “You don't sound pleased.”

“I'm not discussing my feelings about the meeting.”

“Then let's discuss the business. Vanguard is a valuable partner, but Patricia has made it clear that she won't surrender control of the pr
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