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Chapter 17: The Public Mask

作者: Ms. Dhessa
last update publish date: 2026-09-08 12:18:08
The private conference room on the seventieth floor smelled of expensive dry-cleaning, cold printer toner, and the distinct, polished aroma of corporate strategy. Around the long frosted-glass table sat three members of Moreno Enterprises’ elite public relations team sharp-eyed women in structured power suits and a junior associate clutching a tablet like a shield. They looked up as the heavy oak doors clicked shut behind me, their expressions shifting instantly into polite, rehearsed masks of c
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