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The Queen In The Boardroom

Penulis: Authoress Funky
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-12-23 16:50:45

Chapter 8

Caleb’s POV

The ghost of the portrait followed me all night.

I hadn’t slept. I had paced the length of my office, the sonogram on my desk under the harsh glow of a desk lamp, mocking me.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that twelve-year-old girl in the white lace dress. The Sterling eyes. The Sterling chin. The Sterling blood.

I had spent $200,000 in a single hour just to buy a name. An assistant at the Sterling Group, a man whose greed was the only thing more substantial than his
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