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Chapter 79: Shifting the Spotlight

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The next morning, Amara woke to the low hum of Luca’s voice in the living room. He was already on the phone, pacing like a man plotting a war. His tone was controlled, deliberate, but every word held the weight of strategy.

“Yes. Exclusive, but not yet. I want discretion first, loyalty second… good. I’ll send you what you need.”

Amara lingered at the doorway, watching him. The man she loved, who had once seemed untouchable only in the boardroom, was now marshalling his strengths for her. For Noah.

When he hung up, she stepped forward. “You’re calling in favors.”

Luca’s eyes softened when he looked at her. “Not favors. Allies. Ethan isn’t the only one who knows how to use a headline. I’m making sure the stage is set, so when you step onto it, you don’t walk alone.”

Over the next days, the shift was almost invisible to the casual observer, but Amara felt it. Small, quiet ripples began appearing in the media landscape.

A lifestyle blog ran a piece on “hidden scars of custody battles,” qu
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