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Six Days Later.The downfall of the Storm Empire shook the entire city like an earthquake.The severance of the business ties between the RK Group and the Storm Empire was completed. Not only did it shock everyone, but it also left a strong lasting impact on the business circles.Investors pulled out their money, canceling collaborations as shareholders. Clients canceled their contracts, and the most shocking news of all was that not a single loyal employee stayed behind.They all resigned immediately after the collaboration between the RK Group and the Storm Empire ended.The social media was on fire as comments flooded each post about the event.“Why? Nobody is surprised by what’s happening. The big question is that has the Storm family completely gone insane?”“It was said that the Storm Empire initiated the severance of its ties with the RK Group. Such a bold and foolish move. What were they thinking?”“Wasn’t it because of what happened at Master Reid’s birthday celebration? Kiar

After the three-hour ride, they finally arrived at her uncle’s company. Kiara went inside, but the receptionist told her, “We’re sorry, your appointment had to be canceled. Mr. Coleman just left the company for his home, but we can reschedule.”Requesting another appointment could take as long as before. Kiara couldn’t go back without seeing him.Since they were already in the town, she decided to go to his home.She rang the doorbell twice before the housekeeper opened it. “How may I help you, Ma’am?”“Let her in.” A female voice came from the inside.The housekeeper ushered Kiara inside the living room where she found her uncle’s wife, Maria, sitting on the couch. Maria’s eyes lit up. “What a splendid surprise. To what do we owe this honor, Kiara? You could tell us in advance that you were coming, so we could prepare a special meal.”Kiara sat across from her. “Thank you. Actually, I’m here to see Uncle Liam for an important business.”“Oh…” Maria nodded thoughtfully. The housekee

Kiara turned around, her nervousness replaced with joy immediately. “It’s great to see you again, Professor.”“How long has it been?” Prof. Annabelle pulled her into a hug and chortled. “Six, seven years? You haven’t changed a bit, Dear.”“Neither have you, Professor.” Kiara smiled.Someone exclaimed from the crowd, “Prof. Annabelle is here!” drawing everyone’s attention to them.Everyone left their chairs and came forward, laughing and smiling.“You haven’t changed a bit, Professor. In fact, you look younger than you were some years ago.”“It’s a pleasure to have you here tonight. Thank you for accepting our invitation, Professor.”“We couldn’t wait to see you again after hearing that you’re back in the country. This dinner is especially to celebrate your return.”As her college mates welcomed Prof. Annabelle and greeted her, Kiara was pushed aside by the crowd.She stood at the back, watching with a smile, and then someone suddenly bumped into her.“Oh, it’s you, Kiara Storm!” The l

The temperature inside the room dropped, tension rising, and a deafening silence fell in the air. A hundred pairs of eyes traveled back and forth between Killian and her, their expressions a mix of disbelief and discomfort. “Good!” Prof. Annabelle clapped, her lively laughter cutting through the air. “Who knew I would be graced with an opportunity to witness both my favorite students debate over such a controversial topic?”She stared at Kiara, her face beaming with pride. “You seem like the kind of girl whose sense of responsibility and high self-esteem doesn’t allow her to rely on others.”Then she turned to Killian. “Mr. Reid, you are very protective of your loved ones. You can’t bear to witness the woman you love suffer, right?”Kiara laughed inside.The Professor had misunderstood Killian’s statement. He wasn’t loving but possessive. Killian was more concerned about dictating someone’s life than letting them follow their own path.“But you guys are a perfect match!” Prof. Annab

He flipped through the pages, slowly, taking his time to carefully go through the proposal. His brows furrowed once in a while, and finally, when he was done, he closed the document.“There’s nothing wrong with it, Kiara.” Greg looked up. But then he paused for a moment before adding, “Your proposal is fair, yes. But fairness doesn’t automatically translate to security for investors. From a legal standpoint, they’re weighing risk against potential return. Reviving a collapsed enterprise is seen as a high-risk venture. That should be part of the reason why they’re shying away. ““Here’s what you can do.” He dropped the proposal, leaning forward with rapt attention. “Structure the proposal as a time-bound contract. Specify a defined period, say six months, or a year, within which measurable profits must be shown. If the business fails to meet the benchmark, the investors have the express contractual right to terminate the agreement.”“More importantly…” Greg went on. “You can include a