ElaraI could barely keep the smile off my face.Everything was falling perfectly into place, piece by piece, like fate had finally decided to apologize to me for all the misery Louis had dragged me through.The meeting room smelled of polished wood and expensive coffee. Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting sharp lines across the long conference table. Louis sat at the head of it, trying to look composed and in control, but I knew him too well. I could see the tension in the way his fingers tapped against the table whenever the investor asked difficult questions.And the investor had asked many.I sat quietly beside the presentation screen, observing everything while pretending to organize files on my tablet. Across from us, Mr. Victor flipped through the documents with calm precision. He was older, experienced, and far too intelligent to fall for Louis’s polished lies.Still, somehow, the meeting had gone smoothly.Better than smoothly.“I must admit,” Mr. Vi
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