Everyone feared Franklin Roth. People trembled when he entered a room, executives stuttered, seasoned negotiators folded.So Tristan couldn’t understand it. Why Miss Munroe, of all people, stood there unbothered, arms crossed, not even blinking at his father’s presence.“Dad,” Tristan whispered loudly, eyes wide with suspicion, “are you… afraid of her?”Franklin stopped mid-step and turned, confusion flashing over his face. “What?”His gaze flicked to Cassie, who, annoyingly, looked perfect even with minimal makeup, hair loosely pinned back like she’d simply woken up pretty.Tristan shrugged dramatically. “Nobody challenges you, but she just did.”“That’s because,” Franklin said, lowering his voice, “this negotiation is yours. And the amount she’s asking for is outrageous. It’s—”“I already made it clear the offer isn’t on the list,” Cassie cut in smoothly, no hesitation in her voice.Franklin met her stare head-on. “Fine. Then tell me what would make you accept his offer. I’ll pay th
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