Clara Montgomery POVThe morning sun hit the glass towers of the city with a sharp, blinding glare. I stood in front of the full-length mirror in the guest room, smoothing down the lapels of the charcoal-gray blazer Marco had provided. The fabric was heavy, structured, and felt like a shield. I tied my hair back into a low, tight bun. I needed to look completely untouchable today.When I walked out into the living area, Alexander was already waiting. He was dressed in a dark three-piece suit, looking over some documents on his tablet while sipping his coffee. He didn't say good morning. He just looked me up and down, giving a single, approving nod."The car is downstairs," he said, setting his mug on the counter. "My security team already swept the Montgomery boardroom. Marco is waiting at the entrance with two of our senior corporate attorneys.""Good," I replied, taking a deep breath to steady my racing pulse. "Let’s get this over with."The drive to the Montgomery Headquarters took
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