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My palm hit the table before I realized what I was doing. “Enough!”
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The sharp sound startled even me, but it worked. When silence returned, I found my resolve hardening. This was business. I could handle business.
“This is what we’re going to do,” I said, outlining our strategy: client managers authorized to offer additional 15% discounts to retain key accounts, PR team to prepare an official statement distancing the company from family matters, and Anna to investigate the source of the media leaks.
“We are professionals, I concluded, looking each person in the eye. “Act accordingly.”
Two hours later, Anna found me staring out my office window. I hadn’t moved in twenty minutes, lost in thoughts of my mother, trying to imagine her
reaction to all of this.
“Someone paid to make this happen,” Anna reported, her voice low. “My contact the Times says an anonymous source provided police photos and Victoria’s testimony excerpts to six major outlets simultaneously. Even more concerning,” she lowered her voice further, “someone paid a six–figure sum to
ensure the story remains trending for 72 hours.”
I turned from the Manhattan skyline, a chill running through me. “Who would do this? Who could do this?”
Was Scarlett retaliating for exposing the truth? A competitor seizing an opportunity? Or someone with deeper motives I couldn’t yet see? The thought that
someone was orchestrating this made me feel even more vulnerable.
My phone buzzed constantly with messages from the social circuit. Each notification made me wince–fake concerns thinly veiling excitement about fresh
gossip. I scrolled past them, anger building with each disingenuous message, unt Ryan’s simple text appeared: Whatever you need, I’m here.
I pressed my lips together, fighting a sudden, unexpected urge to cry. His sincerity provided a moment’s warmth in an otherwise cold day.
Then came the emails: three clients suspending contracts, including Reed Group formal notification. I stared at the screen until the words blurred, my throat tightening as the financial implications registered. People’s jobs were at stake–people who had nothing to do with my family’s sins.
When Devon’s name appeared on my screen, my heart skipped. I hesitated before answering, straightening in my chair as if he could see me.
‘Need me to do anything?” His voice was low, measured.
I’d sworn to handle things independently. Pride told me to assure him I had everything under control. But the walls I’d built were cracking under today’s pressure.
‘Perhaps…” I started, hating how small my voice sounded. I cleared my throat. Could you contact Calvin at Reed Group?” The admission of need left me feeling exposed, yet strangely relieved. I wasn’t alone in this.
‘I’ll handle it,‘ he replied simply. Four words that somehow made me exhale for what felt like the first time that day.
I was reviewing our remaining client list, trying to ignore the headache forming behind my eyes, when my phone rang again–Caroline Hayes’s name lighting up the screen. Puzzling, since we barely knew each other.
‘Aria darling! Her voice bubbled with enthusiasm that felt jarring against my curent state of mind. “I’ve made a decision–I want you as my bridesmaid this weekend in the Hamptons!”
I blinked, my exhausted brain struggling to process her words. “This weekend?”
I’ve always admired your style and grace,‘ she continued, seemingly oblivious to my confusion, especially how you handle yourself in difficult situations.”
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She paused. Plus, Noah adores you.”
Devon had mentioned just days ago that Noah and Caroline were still arguing, planning an immediate wedding. Something didn’t add up. I sat up straighter, a feeling of unease replacing my exhaustion.
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Before I could formulate a polite refusal, Caroline breezed on. ‘Ill bring the bridesmaid dress to your office tomorrow afternoon. I’ve already ordered it in your size–it ll be absolutely perfect!”
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