The morning sun hit the glass walls of the Le Brione Holdings headquarters in downtown Dallas with a blinding, sterile light. Inside the executive boardroom, the atmosphere was even colder.Garette sat at the head of the table, his fingers steepled, watching the woman who had walked out of his basement vault like a ghost and returned as a conqueror. Dianthe wasn't wearing her nurse’s scrubs or the soft dresses he’d bought her. She wore a sharp, charcoal-gray power suit, her hair pulled back into a tight, professional knot.On the table between them lay the Thorne Trust documents."You’ve been busy this morning," Garette remarked, his voice a low, dangerous rumble."I’ve spent the last six hours with the Thorne estate lawyers," Dianthe replied, her voice remarkably steady despite the storm brewing in her stomach. "As the majority shareholder of the holding group, I’ve decided that my role as your 'Executive Assistant' is a conflict of interest. Effective immediately, I am the Executive
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