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Chapter 50 False comfort

Author: Moonchild
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Lucian

The soft buzz of my phone broke the rhythmic scratching of my Montblanc pen against legal documents. I glanced at the notification: an encrypted message from Eliza, my PR relations manager.

All ready. Photographer briefed. Pickup scheduled for 1pm.

I smiled faintly, my thumb tapping the phone case as I leaned back in my office chair. Sunlight filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting clean golden beams across my polished mahogany desk. The city lay beneath me like a chessboard, each block and skyscraper a piece under my control.

“Micah,” I called, my voice echoing through the partially open office door.

Micah appeared almost instantly, his suit immaculate, posture rigid. “Yes, sir.”

“Move my 1pm investor check-in to tomorrow. Have the car ready in thirty minutes.”

Micah didn’t blink, merely inclined his head. “Yes, sir.”

I watched him leave, then turned my gaze back to the city, imagining Max’s small, trusting eyes lighting up when he saw me waiting outside
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