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Chapter 23 — Confrontations and Revelations

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Lyra

The next morning, I wake up with renewed energy, ready to face this day full of challenges. Everything seems in place, the meetings well planned, and I am confident that we have all the assets to succeed. The view from my hotel room, magnificent, reminds me that the world is within reach, all it takes is to seize every opportunity.

But what happened the day before, after our arrival, still lingers in my mind:

After dropping off our belongings and taking a moment to freshen up, Alexandre and I decided to head down to the hotel restaurant for dinner and to fine-tune the last details of our presentation. Lucas, exhausted from the trip, preferred to stay cooped up in his room.

The restaurant, plush and elegant, offered ideal intimacy, a bubble out of time. We chose a table by the window, the city sparkling in the background. An almost too perfect setting for what was about to unfold.

— So, where do we start? Alexandre asks, his eyes glued to the documents spread out before him.

I smi
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