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Chapter 31: Saturday Panic & Corporate Scandals

last update publish date: 2025-06-25 23:45:03

It was Saturday.

But not the relaxing, lazy kind with tea and fuzzy socks.

No — this was the kind of Saturday where Katherine Brown sat cross-legged on her living room rug, surrounded by takeout containers, mismatched pillows, and a hundred crumpled sticky notes that now read things like:

“Legal implications???”

“Can I be sued??”

“What even is a corporate relationship disclosure agreement?!?”

“WHY DID I SIGN THAT THING?!”

She stared at her phone like it was a bomb.

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