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Liam’s POV

I looked at her blankly before finally nodding.

“Yes… yes, I know. Thank you, Mia.”

She gave me a small, knowing smile before quietly closing the door.

Once she left, I exhaled deeply. I pulled my blazer from the back of the chair, straightened my slightly crooked tie, and stood up.

My steps toward the meeting room felt heavy—each stride pressing down like an invisible weight on my shoulders.

When I entered, everyone was already there. The finance team sat with laptops and thick files in front of them, all prepared for an intense discussion.

I took the head seat and opened the notes in front of me.

The meeting began with a presentation from the team leader. He spoke about cash flow, about certain expenses that needed to be reduced, and new investment opportunities in the next quarter.

I tried to keep up. I really did.

But their voices began to blur, turning into indistinct humming in my ears.

“We noted a 7% drop in net prof