The conference room fell silent the moment she walked in.Seraphina Vale did not rush. She never rushed anymore.Her heels moved steadily across the polished floor, her posture straight, her expression calm and unreadable. Five years ago, she had been nervous walking into rooms like this worried about making mistakes, about being judged, about whether she belonged.Now, she knew something the old Seraphina hadn’t.Power wasn’t given.It was taken.“Good morning,” she said, placing her tablet on the table.Across from her sat six senior executives from Arden Logistics, a mid-sized company currently drowning in financial losses. They had hired her three weeks ago as an external consultant. Most of them hadn’t expected much.That changed after her first report.“Let’s begin,” she said.The screen behind her lit up with charts, projections, and restructuring plans.“Your operating losses are not the real problem,” she continued calmly. “Your real problem is internal leakage inefficient v
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