The mahogany desk in Richard’s office was clear, except for his phone lying flat in the center.It had been four days since he sent the text.Four days, ninety-six hours, and not a single response. No anger, no sharp rebuttal, no demand for an explanation. Nothing.He tapped the screen. The thread remained unchanged:Ella… I saw your interview. I know I'm the last person you want to hear from...It sat there, suspended in digital space, delivered but forever unread.Richard leaned back in his leather executive chair, looking out over the sprawling grid of the city below. From the top floor of Brown Enterprises, everything usually looked small, manageable, and within his control. Today, it just felt distant.His office door clicked open, and Marcus stepped in with a tablet tucked under his arm, looking visibly hesitant."Mr. Brown," Marcus started, keeping his voice carefully neutral. "The preliminary quarterly review for the downtown commercial sector is ready. Also... the press relea
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