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    Norah gazed at the file flickering to life on her screen, aprehensive financial statement of apany. She pondered, could her uncle be more than just an executive? Was he also tasked with verifying the ounts?


    It dawned on her that Iker might be double-checking the ountant’s work to avoid any financial discrepancies, a testament to his diligence.


    Her little surprise for Iker’sputer was a virus, a sleeping beast that would soon rally all his files to her digital doorstep. Not a single financial statement would slip through the cracks under her watch.


    The previous system failure of Iker’sputer was merely the tip of the iceberg and it would be resolved in due course.


    Norah minimized the window, her attention shifting to the files she had slyly transferred from Iker’sputer. Most of the files were details regarding Iker’s properties. However, one file in particr caught her eye.


    It was a survey of all her father’s properties, containingprehensive information about each one. As the sessor to her father’s properties, Norah was well-informed about their details.


    She spected that after her father’s death, Iker might have assumed he could inherit all of her father’s properties, but he never expected her return.


    Examining all the files, she questioned whether vital information was being concealed, or if perhaps Iker was simply out of the loop.


    With a steely resolve, Norah’s gaze hardened. She was prepared to unearth any secrets buried beneath the surface.


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    The next day, Norah found herself in the polished confines of Jamison’s office, grappling with an unexpected revtion.


    “I’m the chosen one for the exchange program?” Her voice echoed a mix of surprise and skepticism.


    Only half a month remained before the exchange program date, and it seemed that the selection had already been finalized.


    But she hadn’t anticipated her name would make the cut, especially after she had declined Jamison’s offer.


    With his signature grin, Jamison revealed, “You were intent on passing the torch to another. But once I shared your credentials, they saw your worth and granted you a spot.”


    Norah was a linchpin in their department, esteemed as indispensable. Omission was not an option. Although the only spot had been given to Baylor, Jamison, with Josiah’s aid, had put Norah’s candidacy into y.


    Her sterling reputation had caught the eye of the decision-makers, an undeniable lure.


    “The truth is, I’m not into it.”


    The timing was less than ideal—it was mere days after Derek’s nuptials. Norah harbored a conviction that the program had little to offer her. Her confidence in her own expertise left her questioning the value of the exchange.


    Confusion etched across Jamison’s face; Norah’s reluctance was an enigma. He pondered what held her back. This opportunity, he believed, was a crucial rung on thedder to her career advancement.


    Baylor, in contrast, weed such an opportunity with open arms, reveling in the prospect. Yet Norah stood her ground, viewing the repeated offers not as opportunities, but as burdens.


    Jamison approached her earnestly.


    “Dr. Wilson, I’ve gone to bat for you on this. This isn’t just any opportunity—it’s a three-month exchange program that could shape your future.”


    Speaking in hushed tones, he added, “Should you aspire to rise through the ranks, this is your ticket.”


    Norah, currently an attending physician, was clearly on a trajectory to higher positions, a fact not lost on Jamison. The decision seemed inevitable. Jamison had orchestrated this for her benefit, after all. Thus, Norah chose to embrace the opportunity, viewing it as the logical next step.


    Norah still found it necessary to affirm her stance to Jamison again.


    “You needn’t intervene on my behalf again. I will fight for what I want, and I won’t back down easily.”


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