nd practically fell inside. She set Julian down on a plush
en sit down, the do
hair was a mess, and sweat was pouring down his forehe
sing into the chair across from her. "The Sili
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own. She leaned forward. "Wh
se and threw it on the coffee table. "The new fashion line infrastructure project. We are three weeks
tract toward her. She flipped to the last page to
it the sig
ure was sharp, aggressive
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ouston operated. He would cr
ed it open. Her fingers flew across the keyboard. The terrified mother vanished
ral agonizing minutes cross-referencing the clauses with her deep knowledge of global supply c
a mistake. The design specifications for the new luxury line have a critical flaw in the fabric sourci
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ne rang
," the voice answered, soundi
or. "If you trigger the penalty clause based on Section 4B, I will publicly pull my brand's endorsement and expos
ead silence
there was a click. Th
why you are threatening my company," a low
ra
nuckles turned white. He recognized her voice. S
a said, her voice steady, refusing to back down. "Your contract is f
iver down her spine. "You're bluffing, consulta
e we are in court, your competitors will launch the
ctly where it h
k enough to cut with a knife. He was annoyed, but she could
ice cold. "Alastair gets a one-wee
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n guarantor for the project. I
errified face. She swallowed
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, tears welling in his eyes. "E
fingers under the table. She had just tied herself di
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