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Chapter 140: The Meeting That Shouldn’t Have Happened
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Revenge: Rising Beyond the Tempest Chapter 140: The Meeting That Shouldn’t Have Happened
The industry function was not meant to matter to Celine.She attended only because Emilia insisted that disappearing entirely would invite the wrong kind of speculation. It was a neutral event, an annual infrastructure and policy summit held in a hotel ballroom overlooking the city. No speeches that made headlines. Just executives, consultants, and policymakers exchanging careful smiles and safer opinions over wine that cost more than it tasted.Celine arrived late and stayed near the edges, dressed simply, her presence understated but unmistakable. Some people noticed her immediately and pretended not to. Others stared too long before correcting themselves. She had become that kind of figure, no longer in power, yet impossible to ignore.She was halfway through a quiet conversation with a regional regulator when she felt it. Not recognition. Not fear.Familiarity.She turned, slowly, and there he was.Alex stood near the bar, a glass in his hand, posture rigid in the way of someon
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