Jacqueline’s POVThe office felt heavier these days. Not in a bad way, but in the way a crown must feel when it’s first set on your head, solid, unyielding, a weight that whispered of responsibility.The board’s decision still echoed in my mind: sole signatory. Every invoice, every payment, every cent that left Phoenix had to pass through my hands. It wasn’t just numbers anymore; it was accountability, a spotlight that burned brighter than I’d ever asked for.I was adjusting, slowly. My desk was stacked higher than ever, reports spilling into late nights, my pen running faster than my thoughts. But there was Clara, bright-eyed, eager, with her notepad always ready. She was sweetness personified, the kind of intern you didn’t have to remind twice.“Miss McCall, I’ve sorted the vendor files by quarter, just like you asked,” she chirped, sliding a neat pile onto my desk. “And I flagged three inconsistencies I think you might want to look at.”I blinked, impressed. “Clara, you’ve been her
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