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213: LUCKIEST MAN ALIVE

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NATE’S POV

“We’re not sealing anything today,” I said, turning to Angelo.

He raised a brow. “You sure—?”

“We’re done.” I ended the group call without waiting for another protest and leaned back in my chair.

This was supposed to be progress.

Instead, it was delays, shouting, and posturing.

These men couldn’t hold a civil conversation for five minutes without devolving into pettiness. This was exactly why I handled proposals myself.

But this time, with my focus split between the mines and Camille’s mess, I’d let Angelo and Dave sit in on the deal and now I was reminded why I don’t outsource my instinct.

Thank God it was virtual. If I had to sit through that kind of nonsense face to face, I might’ve walked out and left the contract burning behind me.

“Did you just end the call?” Angelo hissed. “They were about to propose a multi-million dollar deal!”

I shrugged. “They weren’t. And even if they were, their money’s not worth the baggage.”

“You do realize how rich the
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