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The city lights flickered brilliantly outside the penthouse’s floor-to-ceiling glass walls, stretching out like a vast sea of black velvet dusted with gold. The indoor air was warm, carrying the lingering trace of Edward’s sandalwood cologne mixed with the fresh jasmine blooming from a crystal vase on the private bar.I stood near the three-meter-high window, wearing a deep burgundy halter-neck evening gown. The sheer silk hugged my curves flawlessly, while the high slit along the skirt revealed the black leather knee-high boots that defined my signature look. Around my wrist, an antique diamond bracelet belonging to the Turner family gleamed coldly—a symbolic gift from Edward that morning, cementing my position on the board of directors.Steady footsteps approached from the private corridor. Edward had just emerged from his dressing room. He wore a formal black shirt minus the necktie, the top three buttons left casually unfastened to expose the sculpted plane of his broad chest. His

The following morning, the sky above the city’s financial district was blanketed in low, heavy grey clouds, casting a somber shadow against the glass facades of the skyscrapers. Yet inside the fiftieth floor of Turner Group headquarters, the atmosphere burned with relentless activity.I stood before the main desk, staring at the computer monitor displaying the operational blueprints of Grand Marina. Ever since Alistair Vance’s uninvited arrival yesterday afternoon, the legal team and internal auditors had been working around the clock under Edward's direct command. The threat of a lawsuit from the Vanguard Syndicate wasn't just an empty bluff; they had officially filed an injunction motion for construction suspension with the Federal Commercial Court.The glass door swung open, and Edward stepped inside. His charcoal grey suit jacket was slightly unbuttoned at the chest, and his shirt sleeves were neatly rolled up to his elbows. His expression betrayed no panic, yet his hardened jawli