His name was everywhere.Not whispered in hallways or buried in bullet points this time. Not attached to his brother’s obituary. Not as the quiet Quinn who showed up late to family meetings and never made eye contact with investors.This morning, it was headlines.And he hadn’t said a single word.Noah woke before his alarm.Not from sound. Not from movement.From pressure.That tight, full-chested stillness that didn’t feel like fear or excitement — just instinct. Something shifting.The room was dark. Slate-gray and glass. The skyline outside was a smear of fog and halflight. The kind of pre-dawn that made the city feel like it was still deciding whether to wake up or not.He reached for the phone on the nightstand.Thumbprint unlocked.Seventeen notifications.Three from Rae.One from Andre.And the rest?Media.His name in alert boldface.Noah sat up slowly, the sheets creased around his waist, and tapped open the first one.QUINN REBORN? Insiders say youngest Quinn quietly takes
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