Elira Nyra stared at me like I had just slapped her in front of the courtyard. She turned her face toward Leon, her bottom lip trembling just enough to look delicate. "Leon, please. You cannot honestly believe this ridiculous claim. She's just bitter because she's no longer in charge of the foundation." I didn't flinch under her wide, innocent eyes. "I'm not bitter, Nyra. I'm disgusted," I said, my voice cutting cleanly through the cool morning air. I looked past her, searching the small group of staff members standing nervously near the storage transport. My eyes locked onto a woman hiding behind two guard officers. "You," I said, pointing directly at her. "Step forward." The woman froze, her face draining of color. "Elira, stop harassing my staff," Nyra snapped, taking a quick step to block my view. "This is inappropriate." "Let her speak," Leon commanded. His voice was quiet, but the authority in it made everyone in the yard go still. Nyra stiffened, her jaw tightening fo
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