CHAPTER 98 - THE TRUST PARADOX

Alex's POV

The boardroom smelled like lemon polish and old money. Papers shuffled. Someone coughed like they were clearing a path.

"Evelyn," I said, because she had the loudest face. She looked at me like she expected me to make it sane.

"We have three formal complaints," she said. Plain. Flat. "...

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