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The chairman tapped his pen against the mahogany table, clearing his throat to cut through the quiet hum of side conversations. "Now that everyone is seated, let’s get down to business." I flipped open my leather folio, skimming the balance sheets and allocation drafts. The objective was straightforward: Carter’s Group was preparing for a multi-market overseas expansion. With Ethan’s capital infusion officially finalized, the board had to lock down the exact oversight structure before a single dollar moved. "We have received the proposed investment schedule," the chairman continued, nodding toward the financial officers. "The funds will be released across four distinct tranches. However, before the first wire goes through, we must define the governance framework." An older shareholder down the table leaned forward, his spectacles slipping down his nose. "And just how much operational interference are we expecting from our new outside investor?" The chairman looked toward Etha

The glass doors of the executive suite slid open, and Vanessa marched straight through, her heels clicking sharply against the floor.She had just found out that Ethan had bought a massive stake in Carter’s Group. Her chest burned with fury. *How could Damon let his biggest rival into their family business without telling her?*As she turned the corner toward the CEO's office, the conference room door opened.Ethan stepped out, buttoning his jacket.Vanessa froze at the sight of him.Ethan looked up, his eyes meeting hers. For a fraction of a second, his stride slowed, but his face remained completely calm and unbothered.Vanessa crossed her arms, forcing a cold smirk onto her face. "So the rumors are true. Ethan lurking around Carter’s Group."Ethan slipped a hand into his pocket. "Vanessa. Good afternoon."His tone was completely flat, devoid of any warmth or bitterness.She stepped closer, glaring at him. "What is this, Ethan? Some pathetic attempt to get back into my life?"Etha

Mara’s POVThe drive home from Carter’s Group gave me time to breathe, but it didn't clear my head.Damon’s furious, suffocating glare in that corridor kept flashing behind my eyes. He still looked at me as if I owed him explanations, Like the past was something he could summon and dismiss whenever it suited him.A bitter laugh caught in my throat as I stopped at a red light.It was funny how the mind worked. Seeing him so twisted with suspicion today dragged up a memory I hadn’t touched in years,that first night after he threw me out.I had left their mansion with a single battered suitcase and barely enough cash in my bag to scrape by. With no cards and nowhere to go, I ended up at a cheap, rundown motel on the outskirts of the city. The wallpaper had peeled at the seams, the neon sign outside hummed a dull, broken tune all night, and the mattress felt like stone beneath my back.I had sat on the edge of that squeaking bed in the dark, clutching my coat around myself against the da