Selena didn’t make a scene when the truth dawned on her. She didn’t cry or break down. She just did what she always did: she checked the facts. Her world revolved around proof, which included timestamps, signatures, and records. Data didn’t pretend or twist words; it never lied and was always valid.The Geneva Summit was still echoing behind her as she left, applause trailing off, while Marcus kept basking in the spotlight. She barely glanced back. She couldn’t afford emotion, not right now. She needed a clear head.Inside the executive suite, the silence felt almost surgical. Selena went straight to the terminal, working through login, authentication, override, her routine, no hesitation. She typed in the embryo ID she’d memorized from the screen.E-419-KB.Of course, the system didn't bring out any data. She entered the code she knew by heart, though she’d never wanted to use it for this.MK-7713.The screen was loading. She scanned every detail: maternal registry SH-419, paternal c
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