Six years later. Lyra's POV “Miss Sinclair," my secretary's voice came through the line, formal and efficient. “The board is already assembled, the investor’s team confirmed arrival within the hour." “Good. I'll be there in twenty," I said. “And tell the head of all departments to not speak unless I'm done. They expect resistance" Of course they did. This investor wasn't like the others, the smaller firms had been easy. Predictable. But this one?This was the final door and though it was rumoured the CEO had never been seen ever since he purchased the company and he had an odd crave for standard, a collaboration with him would take my company from successful to untouchable. I walked towards the mirror one last time, smoothing an invincible crease from my sleeve. It reflected exactly what stood before it. A woman, not the girl who had walked out of Iron Claw pack with nothing but broken pride and shaking hands but someone better, unrecognizable and rich. My penthouse floor t
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