Clara’s POV I sat across from the burly, curly-haired man in a sleek black suit, two steaming mugs of coffee sitting on the table separating us two. Clearing my throat, I leaned forward and clasped my palms on the table. “Thanks for meeting with me on such short notice,” I started in a cheery tone, a small smile playing on my lips, and he nodded, fixing me with a curious glare, like he was trying to figure out why I’d fixed a meeting with him, from my face. “Actually, have you heard about the fintech startup I’ll be launching soon?” The question had fallen out without warning, and I drew back a bit, wondering if I’d been a little too direct. “Fintech?” He repeated, raising a brow. “You plan on going into the loan and investment business?” Although the incredulity in his tone irked me, I pushed on, maintaining the tight smile. “I have in fact, stepped in, Mr. Brown. It’s just the launch left now.” “I see,” he replied, his brows furrowing a bit. “Well,” I continued, su
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