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r, the sound echoing in the sudden silence. My body screame

ing the final transfer agreement for my majority shares in InnovateNext. I'm giving them to Deb

nged with a raw, almost panicked anger. "Are you out of your mind, Juliana?! InnovateNext? To Debbr

s the logical choice. This way, you can both be secure." I looked out the window, past him, to the sprawling garden where Elwin and Debbra were laughing, cha

ing into my voice, despite my efforts to suppress it. My eyes, though

Regret? I couldn't tell. He opened his mouth, then closed it, his sh

walked away, leaving him standing alone in the dining room, the am

d, he sank into a chair, a slow, boneless collapse, and drove his hands into his hair. It was not the posture of a man confused; it was the posture