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    “Raegan,” Kiley cut in, raising a hand. “Know yourself and know your enemy—you’ll never be defeated.”


    “Precisely because something seems impossible doesn’t mean it isn’t true. In fact, that’s when you must investigate it most carefully. Never underestimate an opponent—especially not someone like Maia, who ys by no rules but her own.”


    She tapped the screen, first on Maia’s photo, then on a highlighted eventbeled: “Maia Watson—Fashion Design giarism Scandal.”


    “Remember?” Kiley’s voice sharpened. “Everyone assumed Maia had stolen from Alice Byrd. But it was the other way around—Alice copied her. Overnight, public opinion flipped. Maia went from pariah to sensation, gaining fans, credibility, and momentum. Now our conflict with her is out in the open. And if we can’t prove something is definitively false, then we must treat it as potentially true.”


    “I need you to go meet Anti—the founder of Annie Crystal. Confirm her identity. Eliminate every doubt. I will not let Maia sabotage Radiant Jewels’unch at my g.”


    Kiley ced a firm hand on Raegan’s shoulder. “I won’t allow a repeat of that giarism fiasco. And I certainly won’t let her steal the spotlight at the charity event. What I want… is for her to be ruined.”


    For the first time, Raegan truly saw Kiley not as a privileged heiress riding on family legacy, but as something far more dangerous—a lone wolf in her own right, the rightful sessor to the Cooper Group.


    She was coldly rational, ruthlessly decisive, and utterly serious about every rival she faced.


    If given a choice, Raegan would never want someone like Kiley as an enemy.


    Still, she voiced her concern. “I don’t know anyone at Annie Crystal. How am I supposed to get close to Anti?”


    Kiley smiled, a small, knowing curve of her lips. “You don’t need connections. Just go to this address.”


    She handed Raegan a folded slip of paper. “Verify whether the person there is truly Anti.”


    Then she added casually, “Most people say you shouldn’t invitepetitors to your productunch. I disagree. Inviting them is the best way to apply pressure. Anti epted my invitation. She arrived in Wront just hours ago.”


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    Kiley settled into her executive chair, calm butmanding. “Disguise yourself however you like—a server, a hotel manager, whatever works. Just get close enough to confirm she’s the one.”


    Raegan left Kiley’s office without dy and headed straight for the Marclif Hotel—the name on the note clutched tightly in her fist. She nced down: Room 1806.


    At the front desk, she said, “I’d like a room, preferably on the seventeenth floor or higher.”


    She piled on requests until the clerk, eager to please, offered, “Actually, we have Room 1808 avable.”


    Raegan epted the key card with a polite nod.


    Inside the room, she wasted no time. From her suitcase, she pulled out apact surveince kit. Her hands moved with quiet precision as she assembled the device.


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