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The Board’s Trap

Author: Sueños
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The morning came gray and cold, the kind of light that makes the city feel hollow. Olivia hadn’t slept. She sat in her office with a mug of untouched coffee and Ethan’s blood stained wedding ring on her desk. It glimmered in the weak light like something alive.

The headlines were already spinning online: ETHAN HENDERSON UNDER INVESTIGATION. CEO’S WIFE UNDER SCRUTINY.

Her assistant, Cara, entered quietly. “They’ve called another board meeting. Everyone’s waiting.”

Olivia didn’t look up. “Who called it?”

“Hayes.”

That name tasted sour in her mouth. Hayes, the man who’d offered sympathy, who had told her don’t let them make you doubt yourself.

She slipped the ring into her pocket and stood. “Tell them I’m on my way.”

The corridors of the top floor felt colder than usual. Glass walls reflected her image, pale skin, dark circles, eyes that no longer looked sure of anything. She passed employees whispering near the elevators. Conversations stopped when she looked their way.

When she entered
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