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The First Confrontation

Penulis: Lynda writes
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-09-24 08:18:30

The Ashcroft boardroom was already packed before Ronan walked in. Executives sat stiffly with laptops open and financial files spread across the long mahogany table, the tension hanging thick in the air. No one spoke loudly. The weight of the previous day's corporate sabotage still lingered like a storm that hadn't fully cleared out of the building.

Mireya was already there, seated right at Ronan's right hand. She flipped through the audit documents calmly, though her eyes missed nothing. Every
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