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Chapter Hundred and Ninety Eight
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At that moment, London and Winston sat up straighter, their full attention locked onto Megan.

She could see the eagerness in their eyes, the burning curiosity—they wanted to know how to make Damien sell that extra 5%.

But Megan wasn’t going to rush this.

She took her time, letting the silence stretch just long enough to make them restless before she finally spoke.

“I know you both are impatient, and what answer.” she said, her tone smooth but serious.

“You want to know the next step, but before I say anything—consider this your final warning.”

Again she leaned forward slightly, her expression darkening.

“This is very, very strict.”

Her voice was firm, unwavering.

“I’ll repeat myself—this move has zero room for mistakes. One wrong step, one miscalculation, and the consequences could be…” she trailed off, letting the weight of her words sink in.

Hearing what Megan just said.

London and Winston exchanged cautious glances.

They weren’t afraid of taking risks, but Megan’s tone was differe
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