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The whispers in the boardroom

Author: Ishq
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-01 04:42:53
The morning air was crisp when Lucian entered the Blackwell Tower. The lobby felt charged with tension that spoke to the shift in the company’s pulse. The merger again felt like more than a corporate agreement. It felt like threads tangled between two people trying desperately to control their frayed ends, tangled together in the dance of their twisted past.

In the expanse of the conference room, Isla was already seated, her legs crossed, her spine straight proudly. The pearl cuffs of her cream silk shirt winked under the lights as she spoke sharply with one of Elan’s marketing heads.

“Authenticity,” she said firmly. “That’s what Elan built its reputation upon. This merger doesn’t mean we bury that under a mountain of Blackwell.”

“Of course,” came the measured reply. Yet every word felt like a warning because this was still her kingdom.

The empire she built from her handwork and sweat.

Through the glass walls, Lucian watched quietly. He watched the confident tilt of her chin.
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