Chapter 41

Lyara: The light outside the windows had gone thin. Not night yet, but the kind of dusk that made the office feel smaller, like the walls were leaning in. The building was quiet now. Most of the staff had left an hour ago. Emma was gone. The cleaning crew wouldn’t come until midnight. Only Heather stayed, hunched over her laptop at the side desk, glasses slipping down her nose as she scrolled through rows of numbers. I stayed too. Not because I wanted to. Because Heather was more than a secretary. She’d been the one holding my hand. The one who taught me how to smile. She stayed because she hated loose ends more than she hated overtime. We were trying to read through the correction files. Page after page of numbers, clauses, footnotes that could ruin us if one comma was in the wrong place. It was too much for a few hours. My eyes burned. But it was better than walking away and pretending it’d fix itself by morning. The door opened and Ethan walked in. His tie was loose, sleeves ro

Chapter 42

Lila: The key felt heavier than it should have when I slid it into the lock. My hand was still shaking from the bar, from the whispers. I pushed the door open and braced myself. The house was dark except for the lamp in the living room. My father was sitting there, newspaper folded on his lap, glass of whiskey sweating on the table beside him. He always worried when I came home late. Always asked questions. Always made me explain why my lipstick was smudged and why I looked like I’d been crying in a cab. Tonight, he didn’t even look up when I closed the door. I waited for it anyway. For “Where were you?” For “What happened to your face?” My eyes were red, swollen. The makeup I’d layered on at the bar hadn’t hidden it. I’d practiced my smile in the bathroom mirror and still looked like a woman who’d lost something. He turned a page. “Did you watch the news this afternoon?” He asked. His voice was flat, like we were discussing the weather. “The most trending news of the year. About

Chapter 43

Lyara:My phone hadn't stopped vibrating since dawn. Ashworth Heights' stock had climbed again overnight, and every business channel was calling it the Lyara Effect. My press conference from yesterday dominated the headlines, while fashion blogs were already speculating about my first jewelry collection. Every headline, every notification, every expectation settled on my shoulders as I crossed the lobby. I kept my stride measured and my expression calm.“President!” Emma burst through the revolving door before I even reached the reception desk. Her heels clicked frantically against the floor, and her tablet was clutched to her chest. Her eyes were bright in a way I had never seen before.“You’re trending number one,” she said, and she was already falling into step beside me. “And the comments? You need to hear this one. Listen. ‘I’ve never bought jewelry in my life but if Lyara makes it, I’m putting aside 200 cedis every month.’ Another one says, “She stood up to them and won. I

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Chapter 42

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