Chapter 121 – Press and PressureThe sun bled low across the Manhattan skyline, gilding the steel towers in fire as twilight crept in. Outside Banks Enterprises, the atmosphere was anything but still. A crowd had gathered—reporters clutching notepads and recorders, cameramen adjusting tripods, and curious onlookers drawn by the quiet promise of history in the making. At the heart of it all stood Clara Walsh.Clara’s heels clicked against the marble, echoing like gunfire in the tense hush that blanketed the square. Her chest rose and fell with purpose as she approached the podium—a makeshift platform hastily arranged but now weighted with the gravity of truth. Her auburn hair was swept off her face, pinned behind her ears, revealing eyes that glinted like sharpened glass under the glare of the camera lights.Avi and Kevin stood behind her, their expressions tight with anticipation. Veronica, dressed in black, stood slightly to the left, her phone clutched tightly in her gloved hand, wh
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