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Chapter 43: An Invitation
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2026-02-19 18:37:15
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The Billionaire's Regret After I Died Chapter 43: An Invitation
Rachel’s POVThe past few weeks had blurred into something sharp and relentless.I had been running from meeting to meeting under George’s direction, notebooks tucked under my arm, tablet balanced on my lap in the car, mind constantly calculating. Every morning began before sunrise, and every night ended with me reviewing numbers long after the house had gone quiet.It was exhausting.It was exhilarating.I had spent years believing I wasn’t suited for anything beyond the kitchen. That I could only bake. That I was too soft. Too emotional. Yet now, seated at a long conference table beside George, I found myself dissecting balance sheets and competitor projections with a clarity that surprised even me.George never hesitated.That was what I admired most.Where others deliberated endlessly, he decided. Not recklessly, but with precision. He absorbed information quickly, identified leverage points, and moved before anyone else had finished thinking. Watching him operate was like watchi
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