Chapter Ninety One
Author: Agba jae
last update2025-10-02 22:09:01

Elise adjusted her blazer, the fabric crisp and professional, but her eyes carried the spark of excitement that had become her signature. Lukas, standing beside her with his trademark calm and thoughtful demeanor, fiddled briefly with his tablet, ensuring the demonstration would run seamlessly. They had rehearsed countless times, yet the tension of a live international audience was always different—electric, unpredictable.

“Elise, are you ready?” Lukas asked quietly, his voice a gentle anchor a
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