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    “Marc?”


    Ste flicked her eyes up, catching his gaze for a split second before she looked away, her expression guarded.


    Given what William had told her about the fiercepetition for this project, she wasn’t the least bit surprised to see Marc show up. This was Neb’s opportunity—and Ste had no intention of letting anyone, least of all Marc, get in her way.


    They stepped into the ss-walled conference room, where the client’s representatives were already waiting. The tension in the air was palpable as Ste and Marc crossed the threshold. A round of polite handshakes followed.


    “Ladies first. We’d like to hear from Neb’s side,” the client announced, gesturing for Ste to begin.


    She had already studied everything about thend and absorbed the background material on the ride over. Her n was sharp, cohesive, and ready tounch.


    Standing tall and calm, Ste introduced herself, then dove straight into her proposal. Her voice carried through the room, every word confident and precise, weaving apelling vision for the project’s future.


    Gradually, everyone at the table leaned in, drawn into her orbit by the force of her conviction.


    From his seat, Marc couldn’t help but watch her, a strange flutter sparking in his chest.


    Sunlight nted through the windows, bathing Ste in a warm, golden glow that made her seem almost untouchable.


    Only then did Marc realize just how captivating she truly was. All those years of marriage, she’d hidden her light behind the role of his dutiful wife, quietly tucking away her brilliance. He’d been blind to it—until now.


    As Ste wrapped up her presentation, the conference room burst into spontaneous apuse.


    The client’s eyes shone with genuine enthusiasm. “Ms. Gilbert, your vision is innovative and perfectly in line with what we’re seeking. Neb has a bright future. Mr. Walsh, could you share yourpany’s thoughts next?”


    Marc snapped back to reality. He tore his gaze from Ste and forced himself to focus, steeling his nerves as all eyes turned to him.


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    He nced down, his brows knitted in deep thought, then lifted his head—resolve clear in his eyes. “Neb’s proposal is outstanding. For this project, the Walsh Group will step aside.”


    A stunned silence swept through the room. Even Ste looked at him in disbelief.


    What exactly was Marc doing?


    Truthfully, Marc was more than willing to hand this project to Ste. Watching her excel in her element filled him with a surprising sense of pride. Compared to seeing her shine, one project hardly mattered.


    The client shot him a look, trying to gauge his sincerity. “Mr. Walsh, are you saying you’re actually withdrawing from thepetition?”


    Marc replied with a nod. “I genuinely respect Neb’s CEO and her ideas. I believe this project would be in the best hands with Neb.”


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