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... laptop open and fingers flying across the keys. Every detail mattered—Winn’s sharp words, the investors’ skeptical murmurs, the architect’s careful cadence. She typed as if her life depended on it.
Winn, seated at the head of the table, commanded every eye in the room. His vision for the mega project unfurled. "The House of Kane Designer Mall," he said, "will be unlike anything you’ve ever seen. A building where the powerful shop."
Ivy’s fingers stumbled once, from the charisma d ...
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