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Chapter 62

Author: Maggie Len
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-17 23:51:26

Natasha's POV

"Have we gotten feedback from Reeds?" I asked as I walked into my office, shrugging out of my blazer and tossing it over the back of my chair.

I pulled off my heels and massaged my feet, letting out a sense of relief. The meeting had drained me.

Three hours of maintaining polite smiles, measured tones, and thinly veiled panic from men who cared less about my reasons and more about numbers, profits, and the comfort of predictability.

They had called it concern.

I called it pressure.

They spoke over one another like barbarians, talking about long-term implications of my decision, public backlash and what nots. One of them had even dared to suggest I wasn't fit to lead because I was easily influenced emotionally.

That had been my breaking point.

I'd reminded them, as calmly as I could, that Morris Winery had survived worse storms without holding onto poisoned anchors. That partnerships were privileges, not lifelines. That I did not owe anyone loyalty at the cost of my p
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