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Chapter Ninety-Four:

Author: Pearl Charles
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-04-29 17:01:28

Nadia's POV

He stayed until eleven.

Not because anyone asked him to. He just didn't leave, and at some point, it stopped feeling strange. He and Priya argued about market entry strategy for forty minutes with the kind of energy that was almost competitive, and I sat there watching him hold his own against the sharpest person I knew and felt something shift quietly in my chest.

Priya didn't give ground easily. Julian didn't take her seriously at first, I could tell, and then she said something a
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