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Chapter Sixty Six
Author: The Ink of D
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Cassandra sat with papers spread before her on the polished oak table, the drawing room doors closed. The documents bore Liam’s signature blocks, Mr. Hayes’ seals, and the fine print where her pen hovered. Each line seemed harmless, just numbers, rules, and supplier lists but every change quietly gave more control to the Sterlings.”

FiberTech’s exclusivity clause, SkyCom’s satellite leases, Sterling Logistics’ five-year guarantee disguised as “cost stability.” Eleanor’s voice echoed in her memory: Every clause must flow to us. He trusts you, make that trust our weapon.

She circled a phrase, reworded it, and rewrote the paragraph. Hayes contractors were quietly displaced, yet the proposal looked seamless.

Liam entered behind her, jacket off, tie loosened. “Still at it?” he asked, setting a stack of folders down.

“Just finishing revisions,” Cassandra said, sliding a page toward him.

He leaned over, his brow furrowed. “This clause here—Sterling Logistics gets priority over neutral carrie
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