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Perfect. A buzz from Jessica's phone unveils the amazing news to her. As she relays the news back to the diary, she bounces in excitement. Jake Harrison, her gross boss (the same man who made her job a living nightmare), has not only been fired but arrested for embezzlement.

“I will take the offer.” ***

But he had no idea what I was capable of. "Ten laps," I challenged. It wasn't a full-sized pool, making ten laps a fairly short distance. "Fine. What do I get when I win?" His cocksure grin said he already considered the prize his. I considered. A kiss flashed through my mind, but I dismissed it. "A foot massage. Every day for a week." "Sweet! And what do you get if you win?" "The same thing, of course." I moved to the pool's edge. "Ready?"

“Photograph everything before you remove anything. And Damon, whatever is in that envelope, do not make any decisions about it until we’ve spoken. Understood?” “Understood.” “Open it.” Damon used a knife from the drawer to slit the top. Tipped it onto the table without reaching inside. Papers. A USB drive. And a photograph. The photograph landed face up. Zara looked at it. Gerald Osei. Younger, maybe ten years ago. Sitting at a restaurant table across from a man in a suit. Between them on the table, clearly visible, a document with signatures at the bottom. She didn’t recognise the man in the suit.

"Honey. That's not a crush. That's a biblical plague. You're going to need more than a dress." She reaches into her purse and pulls out a small black card. No logo. Just a silver serial number. "Marguerite's brother owns Lux. I told her my friend needed a favor. This gets you into the VIP suite — the one with the private entrance and the full bar. The one where the players take their... guests." I look at the card in my hand. Same weight as the one I stole from Callum's nightstand. Same matte finish. Same silver numbers. I have two now. Insurance.

I reached into the deep pocket of my utility jacket and pulled out a thick, heavy manila folder, throwing it straight at his face. The folder hit his chest, the heavy steel paper clip snapping open as it tumbled onto the black obsidian desk. A hundred pages of financial printouts, server access logs, and encrypted transaction records erupted across his pristine workspace like a flock of white birds caught in a wind turbine. Peter didn't look down at the papers. His eyes stayed locked on mine. "What is this, Jeremy?"

“I appreciate it.” He shrugged. “You don't look pleased about the offer, Rapheal.” Because I can't owe you. “Of course I appreciate your help.” I replied with a stiff smile. “ “That's more like it.” “You are some smart bun, Dekoms,” Noble grimaced, resting his elbows on the table. “ so I'm sure you understand that Crusia doesn't operate without returns.” He slid a thin file to me. “You might want to have a look.” I nodded but didn't open the file.

he says giving me the envelope with documents. When I opened the envelope, three documents with different trades are inside. "Did you accept the offer?" I asked while my eyes are on the documents. "Yes your Highness. Just like what you told me, I tripled the price of the amount he offered to me." I flipped the page and my eyebrows furrowed when I saw the three hundred gold bars and additional land renovation for the museum. What kind of offer is this? "Do you think it's fine?" he asked. I shook my head before putting the documents on the table.

That was asking for too much, and I knew it. I pulled out the manila envelope that had been sitting at the bottom of the junk drawer. It contained the documents of the final offer. I'd read it before. The numbers were in clear black and white. I just sat at the table and stared at the folder like it might bite. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was about to watch everything I built slip out of my fingers.

the man introduced as Baron began. Help? Zander nodded stiffly “Let me hear what you have in mind” Shifting forward to maintain eye contact, Baron continued “We will like to buy your company. The construction wing to be precise. We have a deal you will find irresistible, if only you can take a look at this document.” Oblivious to the look of pure shock on Zander's face, he produced a file from his briefcase, opened it and pushed it forward. “We are making you a really good offer first before things get really sour and your offers start to drop drastically.” Baron said.