Chapter 107
LUCAS’S POV
It's been two days. Two relentless, sleepless days buried under piles of contracts, endless investor meetings, and back-to-back negotiations. My brain was literally running on caffeine, because giving in to exhaustion wasn't an option—not when two projects were dangling on the line.
I was in the middle of a presentation when Jamie, my assistant, leaned towards me and whispered, “Sir, Mr Brandon is here to see you.”
I froze for a second, Brandon? He has no appointment with me, but I should’ve known he'd find a way to corner me. And now that he was here….turning him away would look inappropriate.
I kept my expression and whispered back. “Did he say why he's here?”
“No, sir. Should I turn him away?” Jamie asked carefully.
I shook my head. “No. Escort him in.”
I straightened my suit jacket and glanced at Elora beside me. She was poised with pen in hand, focused on the ongoing meeting as if she had been doing this all her life. Without hesitation, I leaned in and whispered.
“Tak

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