They called it a press conference.Alyssa called it an elegant execution stage.That morning, the company’s main building was flooded with camera flashes and hurried footsteps. Reporters packed together like a flock of predators, waiting for a single misstep to tear apart. Behind the layered glass doors, Alyssa stood alone in the waiting room, staring at her own reflection.A simple black dress wrapped her figure—no excessive jewelry, no soft colors. Her hair was slicked neatly back, revealing a face that no longer carried hesitation. And her eyes… eyes that once trembled with emotion were now calm, sharp, and cold.A new mask.Ethan watched her from the corner of the room, his jaw tightening.“You don’t have to do this alone,” he said quietly.Alyssa didn’t turn.“That’s exactly why I have to,” she replied flatly. “They need to see who’s standing in front of them. Not your shadow. Not Rafael. Not anyone else.”Ethan wanted to argue, but the words died in his throat. There was somethi
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