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KylieHe looked at me expectantly. “What is it?”“Steven is out of surgery,” I said.“The transplant?” he asked.“Successful.”Relief moved across his face so quickly that it almost softened me. I almost felt like I could forgive him.“The doctors said the procedure went as well as they could have hoped,” I continued, stepping away. “He’s stable, and they’ll be monitoring him closely, but he made it through.”He closed his eyes briefly and exhaled. “Thank God.”I watched him for a moment, then reached for the bottle of champagne resting on the credenza behind my desk.“I think that deserves a drink.”He raised an eyebrow.“At nine in the morning?”I smiled.“After the morning we’ve had, I think the clock can forgive us.”I poured two glasses and handed one to him.“To a perfect day,” I said.Arnold gave me a look that suggested his definition of perfect differed greatly from mine. I lifted my glass anyway.“Steven survived his surgery. You are now CEO. And for once, we have an opportu

KylieBy the time I returned home that evening, exhaustion had settled into my bones. I wanted nothing more than to take off my shoes, pour myself a drink, and disappear into the silence of my bedroom for the rest of the night. Instead, the moment I stepped into the living room, I found Lydia Sue waiting for me.Her face brightened immediately.“There she is!”Before I could prepare myself, she crossed the room and wrapped her arms around me.“Congratulations, Kylie.”My body stiffened beneath the embrace. I had never particularly enjoyed Lydia’s displays of affection, and under the circumstances, the gesture felt even stranger. She was Marie Sue’s stepmother, after all. Why was she standing in my home congratulating me while her stepdaughter’s name was being dragged through an investigation involving missing company funds? Had she not heard? Or perhaps Marie Sue had not bothered to tell her.I stepped out of the embrace with a polite smile. “Thank you.”The Sue family had always stru

Marie Sue We spent the entire morning searching for the cheapest painters and furniture suppliers we could find without making the place look cheap.It became a balancing act between what the kitchen desperately needed and what I could realistically afford. Every estimate felt too high, every shortcut looked too obvious, and every decision reminded me that X Holdings would not be contributing a dime. I was caught calculating and canceling until I was overwhelmed.During the process, I found myself getting closer to Lena, one of the administrative officers who had stayed on with the company.She was not completely convinced by my plans, and I could tell she still had doubts about whether I could actually turn the business around, but unlike the others, she was willing to help. She made calls, compared prices, checked reviews, and seemed determined to make sure I did not get cheated simply because I was new to the process.“He has better reviews online,” she said as we compared two fur

Marie Sue “Thank you for your time,” I said, forcing a polite smile as I rose to my feet.Richard stood almost immediately. I turned toward the door, but something on the wall caught my attention before I could leave.It was a framed photograph. Richard and Xing stood side by side, both dressed formally, their shoulders almost touching. What surprised me most was not that they were together, but the expression on Xing’s face.He was smiling. Not the faint, controlled smile I had seen him use during negotiations or when he was trying to unsettle someone. This was different. His grin was broad and unguarded, making him look almost like a different man.I would never have imagined that the ruthless businessman I knew was capable of looking that relaxed.“Lovely picture,” I said.Richard stiffened. The reaction was small, but I noticed it immediately. His eyes moved toward the photograph before returning to me.“After you, please,” he managed to say.His voice remained composed, but the

Jordan Levi was waiting in my room when I returned. He was stretched across the sofa with one ankle resting over the opposite knee, scrolling through his phone as though he had not spent half the previous night playing video games. “You look terrible,” he said, raising his head from his phone. “I had a terrible day,” I replied. He sat up. “How bad?” “I’m no longer CEO, my father wants Marie sacrificed to save the family name, and the chief auditor has confirmed at least seventy million dollars missing using my credentials when I wasn’t even in the building.” “That last part sounds like you didn't do it,” he replied “It does.” “So you’re clear?” I shook my head. “No.” His shoulders dropped. “Of course not.” I loosened my tie and walked toward the bar, then stopped myself before reaching for a drink. I had done enough of that. Instead, I poured water. He watched me. “You spoke to your father?” “He cornered me.” “What did he say?” “He doesn’t trust Arnold as CEO.” I took