Chapter 244

Denera sat in her home office, her eyes staring blankly at the scattered papers and files on the table before her.

The room itself was a reflection of her current state of mind: controlled chaos. It was a medium-sized space, painted a neutral shade of beige, with a single window allowing the dim evening light to seep in, casting long shadows across the walls.

In the center of the room was her sturdy mahogany desk, its surface hidden beneath a mountain of documents, reports, and a laptop with its screen dimmed.

The soft ticking of a wall clock was the only sound that broke the silence, but even that was drowned out by the storm of thoughts raging in her head.

The chair beneath her creaked slightly as she leaned back, her fingers brushing absentmindedly against the edge of the desk.

Her mind wasn’t on the contracts, business proposals, or financial reports that lay before her. It was on her conversation with Gerald. The discussion had been brief but heavy, laden with the weight of b
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