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Sarah sat at the edge of the bed in the penthouse, the lights of the city blinking like cold eyes outside the glass. She was scrolling through her phone, jaw tight as she watched Chen Industries’ stock graph dip lower, red lines cutting through the green. Her heart thudded so loud she almost didn’t hear the door open. Damien walked in, his black coat brushing against his legs, his phone still in his hand. He looked calm, too calm, as he pulled off his gloves. “It’s done.” Sarah’s eyes snapped up. “What?” Damien tossed the gloves on the table and smirked. “Shipment cleared. The biggest deal we’ve had. They paid in cash.” Sarah blinked, the tension in her shoulders loosening just a little. “You did it?” she whispered. Damien nodded, checking his messages. “We’re covered. For now.” Sarah exhaled, leaning back, a small, cold smile spreading across her lips. Chen Indus
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Sarah sat in front of the vanity mirror, brushing her hair even though it was already perfect. Her eyes were red from another night of screaming at people who didn’t listen. She could hear the soft ping of notifications on her phone, but she was too afraid to look. Her reflection looked tired, but she lifted her chin, forcing a small, fake smile. Today, she would fix everything. Today, the world would see her as the queen again. Kara peeked in, holding a steaming cup of coffee. “Ms. Chen, the PR team is waiting. The influencers are ready for the live Q\&A.” Sarah grabbed the cup and took a sip, letting the warmth steady her hands. “Get them ready. I want the best lighting.” She stood up, rolling her shoulders back as if she could shake off the fear. --- The lights in the studio were bright, too bright, making Sarah’s skin look almost too smooth, too polished. The influencer across from her, a young
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Sarah sat in her penthouse office, staring at her cracked phone screen. She could still hear her own voice from the livestream replaying in her head, sharp and ugly. Her face had been everywhere, frozen mid-scream, turned into a joke. She slammed her palm on the desk, rattling the crystal vase of white roses. Kara stood by the door, not daring to breathe too loud. Sarah’s eyes snapped up, sharp as a knife. “Get the PR team,” Sarah hissed. “Now. We flood every feed with wedding shots, new deals, charity stories. *Anything* that makes me look untouchable.” Kara nodded, backing out like she might get bitten. Sarah turned to her laptop, pulling up her social feeds. The hashtags were still trending, but not the way she wanted. **#FraudSarah** **#ChenCollapse** **#LeftoversForBrent** She bit her lip until she tasted blood. This wasn’t supposed to happen. She was the queen—untouchable,
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Brent sat in the cold, quiet underground mansion, screens lighting up his tired but sharp eyes. His fingers tapped lightly on the metal table as the hum of servers filled the room. This was not a place of comfort, but a war room, and Brent was ready to begin the shadow war. Ling sat beside him, her laptop open, code flying across the screen as her black hair fell over her shoulder. She was the one who could freeze accounts, send legal letters, and track hidden funds without leaving a single fingerprint. Her calm made the room feel colder, her eyes never leaving the numbers shifting in green and red on her screen. Adam leaned back on a crate, rolling a toothpick between his teeth as he scrolled through influencers’ pages. He knew who was fake and who would sell out for a rumor that would boost their views. Every few minutes, he would look at Brent and nod once, letting him know the seeds were planted. Jam
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The reception hall bloomed with light, chandeliers raining gold across a sea of black tuxedos, sequin gowns, and diamond chokers that caught every camera flash. Waiters moved in synchronized lines, carrying silver trays stacked with crystal flutes of champagne, the fizz catching the glow as influencers angled for perfect shots. A string quartet played near the grand staircase, the notes rolling through the air, competing with the quiet hum of drones hovering for overhead reels, while screens near the bar displayed highlight loops of Sarah and Damien’s kiss at the altar. #ChenVossWedding #SarahChenQueen #DamienVoss The hashtags pulsed across the screens, a living heartbeat of adoration for the couple of the century. Sarah swept through the ballroom in her second gown, a deep emerald silk that shimmered like water under the lights, her hair falling in loose, styled waves
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Max Voss shifted from foot to foot near the front pew, his small hands gripping the satin ring pillow so hard the edges wrinkled under his fingers. His bow tie itched, and the weight of the cathedral’s hush pressed on his thin shoulders, making him wish he could disappear into the sea of candles and flowers. He looked at Sarah, his aunt in a shimmering gown, standing beside Damien as the priest adjusted his glasses, preparing to guide them through the vows. Max’s chest tightened. Sarah’s smile looked too big, too sharp, like the edges of the glass sculpture she had in her office that he was never allowed to touch. Lucy felt Max’s eyes dart to her. She caught his gaze, gave him a small nod, and mouthed, *You’re okay,* though her own jaw was tight. She was dressed in a simple pale blue dress, her hair pinned back, looking like the softer version of Sarah but with none of the coldness in her eyes.
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