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... It’s just a punchline."
Orion’s final avatar lounged in the chair, his tone dismissive. He didn’t care much about Isabella’s apology.
To him, the earlier trash talk on the public channel was just that—trash talk. Locker room banter. But Isabella had taken it to heart. She was spiraling, her pride stung.
"It’s simple math," Orion continued, his voice flat. "If you can’t hold your own, you don’t get a slice of the pie. Hell, you don’t even get a seat at the table."
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