The Billionaire's Web of Desires

ng her bare feet like an unfinished thought. She didn't flinch. Years of pressure had sharpened her instincts-react fast,

phone lit up. An

the court

he wreckage behind-glass, milk, silence. A perfect sym

arned, it was something she'd inherited. Her penthouse was clean lines and cold beauty, much like the man who rai

she liked, command the boardroom with her voice a

Since then she had been forced or rather pushed to where she was once again undermined, dismissed, treated as ornamental by the one man she needed to believe in he

her's office, the silence felt

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hat clicked across the polished marb

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ved from stone. "Then prove you're not just

fatherly pride.

wanted to scream. But in

liste

fing folder, no neat list of deliverables. Instead, he slid

her would've had the sense to walk away." That name-her mo

envelope. Her t

accusations of sexual assault, coercion, and corporate coverups shattered his empire. The media had cru

one harder now. "Clean this up. Make it disa

llenge. It was a mora

no. Should've said

she said, pock

but more than tha

ia storm that threatened to swallow anyone defending Ellison. Her peers warned her. Journali

hem w

h metadata, exposed doctored screenshots and coordinated press leaks. She pulled Ellison out of the fire-not cl

ed quietly and vanished from public life. But

e Baker Bloodline, Reborn*. Everyone in the industry now knew what Marvin h

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he l

Ross, the very firm her father used to mock as "a den of morally bankrupt social climbers." They welcome

pon when they saw one. And Daph

the other a multibillion-dollar entertainment conglomerate-jumped ship to follow Daphne. She didn't beg for those wi

sed-door partner meetings. She was the rising star, the powerbr

th legacy in her DNA. A prodigal da

d every move she made. He d

aunte

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tant. No

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line. Not

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ry. He didn't need to. T

call wasn't a surrend

no longer the desperate daughter begg

e. Her office was larger. Her name was on the door. Her father's test had b

deal-his crown jewel, the one contract he hadn't trusted with a

tners looked at her differently. Not as the boss's daughter.

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