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Chapter 106: Legacy Is a Language
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2026-01-05 08:00:54The boardroom smelled like polished wood and rehearsed approval.
Julia felt it the moment she stepped inside—the way the air shifted, the way eyes measured before mouths smiled. Screens glowed at the far end of the table, Vanessa Laurent’s name already projected beneath a headline that read Market Confidence & Strategic Continuity. Vanessa herself sat two seats down from Brandon, composed, elegant, her posture a practiced balance of humility and inevitability.
“Stability,” one director was saying. “That’s what investors want to hear right now.”
Julia took her seat beside Brandon. He didn’t look at her immediately, but she felt the subtle angle of his body shift toward hers, a sil
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