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    Hackett sat fuming, clearly displeased with Alexander’s choice. Hispany was teetering on the edge of copse, and he couldn’t afford to wait for Alexander’s slow-moving n. He needed someone to stall Dani’s economic sanctions.


    “So, what’s the n?” Hackett asked, masking his frustration. “Mypany has the most capital, and I can hold out. But what about the rest of you? Huey…” He turned to Huey. “Can you afford to wait? Thest time we were at Elite Lux, Dani and Cedric looked inseparable. Do you honestly believe she’d pick Alexander? Be real—would Dani ever leave Cedric for a man with a surgically altered face?”


    Marcus scowled. “Alexander’s lost it. Dani won’t even give him the time of day!”


    Farley narrowed his eyes. “Anyone else notice Alexander’s face looks uneven? What’s going on there?”


    Marcus shrugged. “It’s the surgery. The longer it settles, the worse it gets.”


    Farley scoffed. “At this rate, his face will fall apart before he even gets a chance with Dani.”


    Huey grew restless. “Then what are we waiting for? The flight attendant scandal is still hot. We should stage the jump at Elite Lux now! Once the media picks it up, we can cry foul about their economic sanctions. Public opinion will turn against them, and they won’t be able to touch us!”


    He waved dismissively. “Stop overanalyzing—let’s just do it. Alexander isn’t the one under financial siege, so of course, he’s stalling. Meanwhile, mypany is circling the drain. If we wait any longer, I won’t be faking the jump!”


    Hackett put on an act of concern. “Huey, you better be careful. That rooftop gets windy. If you actually fall, I wouldn’t know how to break it to your family.”


    Huey brushed him off. “Rx, it’s just a tall building. I’ll head up, take in the view, and enjoy some fresh air!”


    Hackett’s lips curled into a sly smirk when no one was watching.


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    That afternoon, Dani remained at Phillips Group. Her phone rang.


    She answered, and Nina’s panicked voice came through. “Dani! You need to get back here—fast! Someone’s about to jump off our building, and it’s going to be streamed live!”


    The Elite Lux building stood tall as a symbol of prestige, an unmistakablendmark in the city’s skyline. A ceaseless tide of people flowed around it, the streets alive with honking horns and hurried footsteps.


    The cunning minds of themerce association timed their move perfectly, striking at the peak of the morning rush to stir up a spectacle. As office workers rushed to their jobs, a figure perched atop the Elite Lux building caught their collective gaze.


    Within moments, the building’s entrance was swarmed with curious bystanders, and traffic ground to a halt in the chaos. Journalists stormed the scene like vultures to a feast, scrambling to set up their cameras. News channels, social media, and digital tforms erupted with the breaking story, spreading like wildfire.


    “Huey Murray on the Brink—Will He Jump?”


    From the rooftop balcony, Huey cast a nce downward, the sheer height making his stomach churn with unease. But with the weight of countless eyes upon him, retreat was no longer an option.


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