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Chapter 166: The Agreement

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The design meeting had been a battlefield, but the ceasefire that followed was even more complex.

Aurora and Liam sat in the penthouse living room, the "Alliance" contract spread out on the coffee table between them. Ethan was asleep, exhausted from a day of "saving the alphabet" at school.

The contract was signed. The design—the flowing gown with the structured belt—was finalized.

But there was one more clause to negotiate.

"The launch," Liam said, tapping a paragraph on the last page.

"What a
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