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Chapter 75: The Halcyon Contract

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-25 22:03:53

One month later, the weather in the city was bright and warm.

The Ellis Designs headquarters was completely chaotic. It was a good kind of chaos. Fabric rolls were stacked in the corners. Phones were ringing off the hook.

Claire stood at the massive glass table in the main conference room. She was looking at six different sketches of uniform designs.

Maya walked into the room carrying two large cups of iced coffee. She set one down right in front of Claire.

"Drink this," Maya commanded, pointin
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    One month later, the weather in the city was bright and warm.The Ellis Designs headquarters was completely chaotic. It was a good kind of chaos. Fabric rolls were stacked in the corners. Phones were ringing off the hook.Claire stood at the massive glass table in the main conference room. She was looking at six different sketches of uniform designs.Maya walked into the room carrying two large cups of iced coffee. She set one down right in front of Claire."Drink this," Maya commanded, pointing at the cup. "You have been staring at those sketches for three hours. You are going to burn a hole in the paper.""I have to get them perfect," Claire said. She picked up the coffee and took a long sip. "The executives from the Halcyon Hotel Group are coming here tomorrow. If they approve these designs, we will be outfitting their entire hotel staff across the country.""They are going to love them," Maya assured her. She looked down at the drawings. "The tailored vests look incredibly sharp.

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    The VIP waiting room at the private clinic did not look like a hospital. It looked like a luxury hotel lobby. There were soft leather chairs, quiet piano music, and a tray of expensive sparkling water.Raphael was not sitting. He was pacing.He walked from the huge glass window to the door, then turned around and walked back. He checked his heavy silver watch for the fourth time in two minutes."Raphael, please," Claire said gently. She was sitting on the edge of a leather sofa. "You are making me dizzy. Sit down.""It has been twenty minutes," Raphael said, stopping his pacing. He frowned at the closed white door. "A blood test does not take twenty minutes. I am going to buy this hospital and fire the lab technicians.""You cannot buy a hospital just because you are impatient," Claire laughed softly. She reached out and grabbed his hand. "Sit with me."Raphael sighed. He walked over and sat down right next to her. He pulled her close, resting his hand protectively over her stomach."

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