Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 876

Chapter 876: Final Hope

The woman at the end of the table was a fifteen-year veteran, handpicked for meetings at this level because nothing rattled her, and a single offhand compliment from Kaiden Grey had undone her completely.

The worst of it was that he seemingly hadn’t even noticed.

The government’s latest internal brief flagged his rapidly growing female demographic as a variable that required serious monitoring, and Grace could see exactly why.

"Such matters are not yours to discuss, Mister Grey. But...fine." The Chairman exhaled through his nose. "I’ll double her salary."

It was a very small price to pay, and considering how much of a lunatic Kaiden could be... This was for the best, he reasoned.

The scribe’s head snapped to the Chairman.

"Double?" Kaiden’s expression settled into a disappointment so personal it could have graced a restaurant review. "Chairman, pardon me for asking, but are things tighter than I assumed?"

The Chairman closed his eyes for one second. "Five times."

Her head snapped back to Kaiden, who was looking at the Chairman the way a noble looks at a commoner trying to bid at a royal auction. "Seeing the sorry state of affairs, Eclipse is willing to make a donat-"

Her head snapped back to the Chairman.

"Ten times." He cut Kaiden off before the word ’donation’ could finish leaving his mouth.

She was a scribe. Her duty was to write, not to be written about.

She had never been the center of attention in her life, let alone caught between two men whose names appeared in classified briefings, and the fact that the younger of the two was genuinely ready to open his own wallet only made her cheeks burn hotter.

Kaiden paused, took in the woman whose face had traveled past healthy pink into tomato red territory, and winked. The warmth in it had nothing to do with the performance the Chairman had endured all meeting.

"Sounds like a good start. What do you say?"

The scribe stared at him, lost.

Grace giggled. "You may voice your opinion."

They transcribed, they observed, and they produced records that survived decades of archival scrutiny. Speaking was not merely unusual under Association guidelines. It was not permitted.

"I..." Her voice came out small and high, a pitch she had never used in any professional context. "I-I’m already happy with what I-"

"It’s okay," Kaiden told her, leaning forward just slightly, and the Chairman’s knuckles went white, because the guild leader who had just extracted a fortune in concessions from the United States government was now reassuring the Chairman’s own employee that it was okay to accept her raise, as if the money was coming from Kaiden’s personal account.

The scribe turned to Grace, who nodded with a smile that was far too amused for the situation, then to the Chairman, who had closed his eyes, visibly counting.

"O-okay..." The word came out even higher than before, a whisper, her cheeks burning as she hugged her ledger to her chest and nodded at Kaiden, then the Chairman, then Kaiden again, unable to hold either gaze for longer than a blink.

Grace’s eyes twinkled with slyness as she grinned at Kaiden. "Should we expect the arrival of the Fifth Valkyrie anytime soon, Kaiden?"

"MISS GRACE!" The scribe’s voice erupted at a volume no one in the tent would have believed her capable of producing, and the ledger she’d been clutching flew out of her arms. "I would never- that’s not- he’s-"

Kaiden chuckled. "A fifth? Someone’s hoping for a slip of the tongue, perhaps?"

"I wouldn’t dare~" Grace mused with zero shame at being caught.

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