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Chapter 54: The Taste of Revenge

Author: Bliss Ositas
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Adam’s presentation began with a nervous stutter that betrayed the tension choking his voice.

He stood before the boardroom screen, pointer trembling slightly in his hand, his once-confident composure nowhere to be found.

Every flicker of the slides felt heavier than the last.

The polished graphs and financial projections blurred in his eyes as Celine’s calm, piercing stare burned into him from across the table.

His throat tightened. Her face, serene yet unreadable, haunted him. He could not escape it.

The more he tried to focus on the figures and words before him, the louder the echoes of their past became in his head.

Her voice, her tears, that last night he thought he’d erased forever.

“Uh… as I was saying,” he muttered, clearing his throat. “The partnership will… will yield—”

Celine tilted her head slightly, a faint, knowing smile brushing her lips. It was almost imperceptible, but it struck him like a blade.

His voice faltered again. He glanced at her quickly and saw no sym
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