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Chapter Twenty Seven
Author: The Ink of D
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“Later,” Marjorie said, “there may be more to gain. For now, watch, listen and most importantly remember who laughed and who looked away.”

At the rooftop lounge of Hayes Telecom. Nathan stood near the railing, watching the streets far below, his fingers wrapped around a glass of water he had barely touched.

He had chosen this place for a reason. The rooftop was familiar a territory for company executives and visiting Sterling delegates, a place where business talk often slipped into personal confessions. If he was going to make progress in the fight against Liam, he needed the right witnesses.

Mia’s words from the night of the fashion show still echoed in his mind: Liam humiliating Cassandra in public, the way she had shrunk under his glare. Nathan had replayed it over and over, both as fuel and as strategy. He was done letting Liam operate behind a curtain of charm. Tonight, he would bring the truth into the open.

Cassandra stepped onto the terrace in a dark green dress that shimmere
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