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We Won The First Round

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-23 21:51:55

Dale Raines made his first real move on a Thursday night.

He sent the story to a journalist. Not a blogger, not a gossip site. A journalist at a serious financial publication who had covered Carter Group before and had a readership that included every board member and institutional investor the company had.

The story was constructed carefully. It painted me as a calculated pursuer who had targeted Kade Carter systematically over years, using his brother as a way in, leveraging my position
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