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Chapter 9

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ADRIAN’S POV

The conference room hummed with quiet tension. Charts glowed across the projector, profits and projections dancing in neat rows. I barely breathed, every muscle wired tight.

This was it. Months of maneuvering, countless sleepless nights—all boiling down to Sinclair Global. If I secured this partnership, Voss Enterprises would stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the titans. If I lost it, everything I had built would begin to crumble.

I couldn’t afford to lose.

“Your numbers are ambitious,” Ethan Sinclair said at last, his voice smooth, measured. He leaned back in his chair, eyes sharp and unreadable. “Ambitious… isn’t always reliable.”

I leaned forward, palms flat on the table. “Reliability is our foundation. Look at the data—our expansion strategy isn’t built on dreams. It’s built on calculated risks, ones I’m prepared to bet everything on.”

“Everything?” His brow arched.

“Yes,” I said without hesitation. “I’ll put my name, my reputation—hell, my entire company—on the line. T
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