Chapter 9
Nora's POV
The boardroom at Hamilton Global was exactly how I remembered it—long, quiet, and commanding.
The table was dark glass, polished until you could see your own reflection in it. The chairs were high-backed and charcoal grey, arranged in a perfect row on each side. Floor to ceiling windows filled the far wall, and through them, the city spread out like something I had earned the right to look at.
I stood at the head of the table. It felt like coming back to a room I had designed in a dream.
There were fourteen people seated around the table, board members, senior directors, and two legal advisors who had flown in from New York the moment the news broke.
They were all watching me. Some of them looked relieved and some of them looked nervous. One older man near the e
