CHAPTER THREE EMILY’S POV I arrived fifteen minutes early for the phase two project briefing, as instructed. Not because I was excited to see Jace again, but because I needed to be in control before Jace walked in like he owned gravity. And as expected, he walked in looking like he’d just stepped off a goddamn runway with that smug smile and perfectly rolled sleeves. Punctual. Immaculate. And annoyingly smug. With all that, I knew he was going to be in trouble. “Morning partner!” he called out, pulling out a chair right next to me. “Save it!” I said flatly as I clicked open my laptop, pulling out the updated project board. “You’re taking on segmentation, backend analytics, the predictive funnel stimulations, and data source verification.” Jace tilted his head. “Thought we had templates for that.” “Well, you’re the one who challenged the demographic data last meeting. Let’s see what you can do.” He leaned back slightly. So I’m redoing the ske
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