ðĨVivienneâs POV (Cont.)ðĨ
The atmosphere in the private room grew tense after Elizaâs words.
Even my colleagues from Vanguard Global Enterprises looked uncomfortable.
Surprisingly, even Isabellaâs team shifted uneasily in their seats.
Someone tugged lightly at Elizaâs sleeve under the table.
A silent warning.
But she didnât care.
She sat upright, her chin slightly raised, as if she had said nothing wrong.
I looked at her calmly.
âSo what youâre implying,â I said slowly, âis that Chairman Hawthorne values money more than relationships?â
My voice was steady.
But something inside me was already burning.
Elizaâs expression stiffened.
âThatâs not what I meant,â she said quickly.
Before the tension could escalate
The door opened.
Alexander walked in.
With Isabella beside him.
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