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Chapter 18: The Board Meeting

Penulis: Janice Mark
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-02-15 23:48:32

Aria’s POV

The boardroom of Myles Industries occupied the entire sixteenth floor.

Floor-to-ceiling windows on three sides offered views of Central Park, the Hudson, and the Manhattan skyline.

The mahogany table could seat twenty-four people comfortably. Today, all seats were filled.

I stood outside the glass doors, smoothing down my Armani suit. Charcoal gray, perfectly tailored.

My natural curls were pulled back in a sleek bun. I wore diamond studs…the real ones from my family vault, not Ja
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