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THE MEETING

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last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-08-08 17:01:06

The city smelled like rain and gasoline—wet asphalt shining under streetlights, the rumble of traffic like a restless heartbeat.

Ava Carter stepped out of the cab in her fitted black dress, heels clicking on the slick pavement. She’d been in New York City for exactly three days, and tonight was her first real test: the annual Ridgemont Enterprises networking gala. The kind of place where careers were made… or crushed.

She tugged her coat tighter, scanning the towering hotel before walking inside. The warmth hit her immediately—gold chandeliers spilling light over marble floors, champagne flutes clinking, and the low hum of money in the air. It smelled of expensive perfume and something sharper… the kind of scent that whispered power.

Ava moved with practiced poise, even though her nerves buzzed. She’d been raised in a small Illinois town where everyone knew your business, and walking into a ballroom full of people worth more than she’d ever seen in her life was… intimidating. But she
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