“Welcome to Toronto," the customs agent said.
Sierra gave a polite nod, clutching the NeuraPulse acquisition brief in her carry-on. Her fingers were steady, but her mind was a steel storm.
Helios had sent her to finalize a merger WestTech had been courting for months. She didn't just want to close the deal—she wanted to crush it.
Inside the sleek conference hall overlooking Lake Ontario, NeuraPulse's board assembled. Coffee. Contracts. Tension.
Sierra stood, pen poised, as the opposing team filed in.
Julian West walked in last.
Their eyes met like a blade drawn across glass.
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“We weren't expecting WestTech's delegation to attend in person," NeuraPulse's chair remarked.
Julian offered a neutral smile. “We believe in direct engagement."
Sierra raised a brow. “Helios prefers resu
