One Month Later...Snowmelt glittered along the sidewalks and the city looked softer, calmer. Almost a month had passed since Jessica stood under the blinding lights of the press conference. Since then, courtrooms, lawyers and quiet boardrooms had replaced microphones and cameras. The world she had fought to reclaim was finally hers.Jessica sat at the wide glass desk that once belonged to her mother. Sunlight spilled across the papers in front of her, balance sheets, partnership agreements, and staff reports. William leaned over her shoulder, pointing at a column of numbers on the screen.“You’ll get the hang of it,” he said, his voice low and encouraging. “It’s all logic. Flow of money. Flow of decisions.”She gave him a small, amused smile. “Easy for you to say. You grew up in this world.”“True,” he said, pressing a hand to the back of her chair. “But you’re learning faster than anyone I’ve seen.”She looked back at the numbers. Her mother’s company. Her mother’s legacy. “I still
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