Chapter 264
Author: Anakin Detour
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Ava stood there, speechless, her knuckles white against her portfolio. The silence seemed oppressive, a physical pressure closing in on her from all directions.

Suddenly, Carson interrupted with a dramatic sigh. “Exactly! Run along now, Ava… and stop making a fool of yourself in front of everyone.”

He crossed his arms smugly and nodded toward the door. “Your little show is over.”

Ava pressed her lips together, trying not to let her embarrassment show. She turned on her heels without a word and walked away briskly, ignoring the piercing gazes and the sneers from the few people who remained.

As soon as Ava was gone, Secretary Chen addressed Carson in a voice dripping with confidence. “This way, Mr. Carson.”

She turned gracefully and walked toward a small table near the back of the hall. The table was set with two leather-upholstered seats — intimate, private, meant just for the two of them.

Carson followed close behind, nearly tripping over himself in his rush. His pulse was already rac
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