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Chapter 438

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MARCO

The suite was quiet except for the soft hum of the city outside the window and the sound of papers shifting on the table. I sat with my jacket off, sleeves rolled up, pen in hand, eyes on the numbers in front of me. Everything had to be perfect for tomorrow. No distractions. No mistakes.

Sofia sat across from me, but she never stayed still for long. She leaned closer with each explanation, her perfume heavy in the air. Her hand brushed mine when she pointed at a figure. I didn’t flinch, just moved the paper toward my side.

“See?” she said, her voice calm but smooth. “If we present it this way, they’ll trust the numbers more. Don’t you think?”

“It’s fine,” I said, my eyes on the chart. “Keep it straight. No need for theatrics.”

She smiled like she hadn’t heard the coldness in my tone. She shifted in her chair, her leg crossing slowly, drawing attention without trying too hard.

“Sometimes theatrics help,” she said lightly. “A little charm, a little push, it doesn’t hurt. You’ve se
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