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Chapter 44

Author: Morgan Chase
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-20 23:50:29
Richard Pierce's POV

The meeting room in the Chicago branch was adequate but ordinary. Standard furniture, an air conditioner humming softly, the smell of stale coffee. An insignificance in my empire. But today, it housed something—or someone—that had captured my personal attention.

Irina stood by my side, a silent, alert sentinel. Mark, the local manager or whoever he was—Irina was in charge of that, it wasn't my interest to know—was visibly sweating, despite the air conditioning. He chattered on about numbers, growth, metrics. I nodded, only half-listening. My thoughts were on the door.

And then she appeared.

Sophia Morgan didn't just enter; she occupied the space. The door opened and there she was. Not the wide-eyed, frightened girl who fled New York. This woman was different. Dressed in a simple blazer, but with a posture that defied the very air around her. Her eyes, once full of tears, now stared back at me with a coldness that made a muscle in my jaw twitch involuntarily
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