Paul was startled by Ellena’s words.He looked at her with a complicated expression. There was a flicker of surprise, then understanding, then something else. It was filled with respect, perhaps, or regret.“When Mr. Arnoult was still around,” Paul said quietly, “I once asked him this question too, about whether you could sell the company if it ever came to you. He told me... it was up to you.”Ellena turned her face slightly, brows raised in genuine surprise. She could not see her expression, but she could feel the disbelief, the faint irony curling at the edges of her mouth.She stared down at the documents, silent for a moment. Then she sneered, not at Paul but at the strange foresight Edward had always possessed. “He really did think of everything, didn’t he?”Paul didn’t answer. Instead, he glanced at his watch and smoothly changed the subject. “The meeting is about to start.”
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