Kate's POVThe doors to the hall opened, and I wheeled Calvin inside like I’d been doing it all my life. Except my hands were trembling, and I could feel dozens of eyes sweeping over me like I didn’t belong here. Because I didn’t.The hall was grand, crystal chandeliers above, long polished table below, and a sea of faces that looked carved from stone. Rich men and women. Old money. Bloodlines that probably never mingled with people like me.Calvin leaned in slightly and whispered, “Just breathe. They’re more scared of me than you think.”I didn’t believe him. Not when I saw how some of them looked at him. Not when I spotted a man in a navy suit at the far end of the hall, arms folded, eyes locked on me like a sniper lining up a target.“Ladies and gentlemen,” Calvin said, voice calm, composed, “thank you for coming. Before we begin, I’d like to introduce someone important.”He glanced at me, then back at them.“This is Kate Johnson, my wife, and my partner in the com
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