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Chapter 64: A Question of Survival
Author: Ositas Bliss
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Jordan felt the weight of his decision long before the boardroom doors closed behind him. Mercy had never been free; he had known that when he chose it. Still, knowing and feeling were two different things.

As he took his seat at the head of the long polished table, he sensed the shift in the room — the careful looks, the restrained impatience, the unspoken question hanging in the air: ‘Was he still the right man to lead?’

The chairman cleared his throat. “Jordan, before we proceed with the expansion agenda, there’s a matter we need to address.”

Jordan nodded calmly. “Go ahead.”

One of the senior board members leaned forward. “Your refusal to press further charges against Zoe Bennett has drawn public praise, yes. But privately, some of us are concerned. Jefferson Group is entering a critical expansion phase. Emotional decisions at this point could be… destabilizing.”

The word lingered like an accusation.

Jordan folded his hands on the table. “Mercy is not emotional instability,” he re
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