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Chapter 38

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Alessa

The morning arrived quickly.

I stood in front of my dressing mirror, not because I did not know what to wear, but because I knew exactly what was waiting for me. The board meeting had been moved forward abruptly, and I knew this meeting wasn't about acquisition or briefing.

The subject was obvious.

The photos.

Riley had done what he could. Within hours of the leak, most of the initial links had vanished. Threads collapsed. Mirror uploads disappeared. Accounts that had circulated the imag
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