Lena's pov The board meeting had gone exactly as I expected—swift, decisive, and without a single hitch. The moment the vote was tallied, I was announced as the new president of Golden Oak Real Estate, and as the words left board members lips in agreement, a sense of victory washed over me. This was the culmination of everything I had worked for, everything I had earned didn't matter if it was legal or not. Seeing Amara’s face—the disbelief, the bitter resignation—was worth every sacrifice I had made. She thought she had it all, thought she had the control, the legacy, the future. But now, it was mine. The victory was sweet, but it was only the beginning. As soon as the meeting ended, my phone buzzed. The name on the screen sent a familiar shiver of anticipation through me. My father. The man who had never shown an ounce of approval, yet had shaped me into who I was today. I answered the call, my voice smooth, a mask of composure. "Father." "Well done, Lena," his gravelly voi
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