POV: Chloe
I had rebuilt the presentation from scratch twice in the last seventy-two hours.
Once after the corruption, working shoulder to shoulder with Tristan in an empty office until nine at night, reconstructing seven weeks of data from physical drawings and memorized calculations.
And once more the night before, alone in my apartment at two in the morning, running through every slide, every transition, every number until they lived in my fingers rather than just my head.
So when I walked to the front of the conference room and looked out at fifty faces, architects, investors, Adams Corporation board members, I felt something I hadn't expected to feel.
Ready...
Ariane Monreau showed up to show her support because she truly believes in my talents and ability. And in the third r
