The conference room was quiet except for the steady voice of Starry as he explained the company’s strategy. The large windows let in natural light, brightening the polished table where he and Chloe sat with their client, Mr. Reynolds. His company had been working with Wordsworth for years, but Vincent’s interference had made him question his loyalty.
“We understand your concerns,” Starry said, leaning forward slightly. His suit was sharp, and his confidence was unwavering. “But Wordsworth has always operated on trust and results. You’ve seen that firsthand.”
Mr. Reynolds sighed. “I won’t deny that your company has delivered. But Vincent approached me with an offer that sounds... promising.”
Chloe watched Starry’s expression. He was calm, but she could sense the frustration under the sur
