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    Her words were barely out before she turned and made her way up to the second floor.


    Halfway up, she paused, bent over the railing, and gave William a pointed look. “If you’re that eager to watch people try on clothes, maybe you should buy a ticket to a runway show.”


    Without waiting for a response, she disappeared into her room, the door clicking shut on the second floor.


    William stayed rooted to the sofa—not out of reluctance, but necessity. He leaned back, closed his eyes, and pinched the bridge of his nose, cursing softly under his breath. Only after several minutes, once the evidence of his arousal faded, did he finally head upstairs himself, silently regretting the decision to let her model the clothes.


    By morning, Ste’s rm dragged her from sleep. She didn’t bother checking if William was up—she simply got ready and slipped out the door. The drive to thepany went by in a blur.


    When she arrived, the conference room was already buzzing, and Steven stood waiting just outside the door.


    Stepping out of the elevator, Ste blinked in mild surprise as she queried, “I’m notte, am I?”


    She nced at her watch—there were still ten minutes before the meeting was set to begin.


    Steven greeted her with an easy smile. “Rx, we just got here early. How’s everythinging along? Ready to step into the spotlight?”


    ncing at the packed meeting room, Ste squared her shoulders and drew a steady breath. “Absolutely. I’m ready.”


    Steven caught the spark of confidence in her eyes and nodded approvingly. “Great. I’ll be here waiting for your good news.”


    With her heart thumping, Ste timed her entrance perfectly, gliding into the conference room and setting her documents on the table with practiced poise. She offered a slight bow to the crowd. “Good morning, everyone. I’m Sylvia Gilbert, Neb’s project lead. I’ll be walking you through our proposal today.”


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    Her voice rang out steady andposed—soft, but carrying a quiet strength that cut through the murmurs in the room.


    For the next thirty minutes, Ste guided them through Neb’s proposal, highlighting thetest innovations, her exnations crisp and thorough as she fielded questions and borated on every detail.


    When she finished and the final slide faded, a tense silence fell. The attendees exchanged uncertain looks, skepticism etched into their faces.


    “Is Neb really sending someone so young to negotiate a coboration? Do they actually think we’ll take them seriously?”


    “She’s confident, I’ll give her that, but her pitch sounds more like theory than practical experience. Is this how Neb handles important partnerships?”


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