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Chapter 156: The Skeptical Executive
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The morning after the disastrous meeting with Lord Vance, Ethan gathered his team in the hotel suite.

"We're not giving up," he said, his voice firm. "Vance is loyal to Marcus, but that doesn't mean the entire London branch is. We need to find someone inside who's willing to listen."

Sable nodded. "I've been running background checks on Vance's senior staff. Most of them are loyal to him, they've been with him for years. But there's one exception: his son, James Vance."

"His son?"

"Jame
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