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    Marc didn’t even blink. Instead, he strolled over and calmly took the seat across from her. “I’m here for work too, Stel. No need to bite my head off.”


    “I’ve got a meeting today,” she said coldly. “I don’t have time for your games.”


    He didn’t lose that smug smile. “I am your meeting. I’m here on behalf of Alonzo. We’re discussing the project.”


    Ste blinked, stunned. For a moment, she just stood there trying to process what he had said. “How can that be?”


    Since when did the Walsh Group have connections with Alonzo?


    As if he had expected her disbelief, Marc pulled out a folder and slid a document across the table. “Take a look. Alonzo signed it himself. Still skeptical? Call him.”


    Ste nced down. The paper was legitimate—perfectly formatted, stamped, and sealed. There was no way it was fake.


    She didn’t say anything right away. Seeing that, Marc’s tone softened. “You told me once to keep work and personal stuff separate,” he said. “So let’s stick to business. Nothing else.”


    Marc quickly shifted into full professional mode.


    Ste forced herself to refocus as well. The deal came first. She pushed her emotions aside and got to work.


    Marc, to her surprise, handled the meeting like a pro—sharp, confident, andposed. It was a far cry from the clueless guy she used to know.


    She had no idea when he had made this kind of progress, but that wasn’t the point.


    Once the final page was signed, Ste closed the folder and looked up at him. “Thanks for bringing the contract, Mr. Walsh. Let’s hope for a smooth partnership.”


    She stood to leave, and Marc rose too. “Stel, I really like your proposal. How about dinner to celebrate?”


    Ste didn’t miss a beat. “No thanks, Mr. Walsh. We’re not that close.”


    And with that, she walked out of the private room without looking back. She hadn’t expected the meeting to go so smoothly, so when William called her afterward, there was a bit of smugness in her tone. “Contract’s signed,” she said casually.


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    William was stunned. “What?”


    It hadn’t even been thirty minutes since the meeting with Alonzo was supposed to start, and Ste had already sealed the deal?


    This was no small project—it involved importing a high-end batch of goods from overseas.


    Alonzo had built up serious clout abroad, and his products were premium quality. William had deliberately sent Ste to negotiate so Alonzo wouldn’t catch wind that he was the one behind the deal.


    That way, the transaction would go more smoothly, and the shipment would be more secure.


    “So, Mr. Briggs,” Ste said lightly, “I’ve handled everything you asked. That means I’m done with this project, right?”


    But William didn’t give her the out she wanted. “The Neb Group’s the one signing with Alonzo,” he said. “And you’re acting CEO of Neb. If you don’t follow through, who will?”


    Ste couldn’t shake the feeling that William had yed her. Again.


    She had thought signing that contract was the end of it—nice, neat, done. But no. It turned out she would have to wait for Alonzo to ship the goods before anything else could move forward.


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