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Chapter 40 – Whispers in the Blood
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2025-08-09 03:19:52Evelyn stood at the center of the marketing war room Friday morning, her gaze bouncing between charts, campaign decks, and her newly promoted assistant managers. The energy was lighter without Genevieve's withering glare poisoning the room, but Evelyn remained cautious. Her instincts, honed by months of corporate landmines, told her this peace was temporary.
"I want all Q4 digital campaigns reformatted for multi-platform by next Wednesday," she said, clicking through slides. "No auto-generated translations, localized edits only."
A few of the younger team members exchanged surprised glances, but none argued.
"Hana and I will review final storyboards before rollout. Questions?"
When none came, she gave a sharp nod. "Great. Meeting adjourned."
As the room emptied, Hana approached with a tablet in hand. "You really are terrifying when you're focused. Remind me never to miss a deadline."
Evelyn smiled, but her voice dropped. "I need you to look
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