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Chapter 20

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Celeste Laurent did not act the same way after that.

She didn’t retreat immediately. That was never her instinct.

But something in her recalibrated—quietly, carefully—like a designer forced to re-measure a structure after discovering a hidden load-bearing wall she was never meant to touch.

Yesha Elaine was no longer a theory of influence in her mind.

She was now classified reality.

And Kierston Dale was not simply “protective.”

He was definitive.

For a few days, the company felt different.

Not
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