The Quantum Heiress: Rewriting My Destiny
om the plush carpets and mahogany of the executive floor. This place was sleek, minimalis
held a small, intricately carved wooden bird. I recognized it. In my past life, after I
new desk, a welcome gift I neve
ckly hiding the bird behind
te time with
" I said directly. "The partnership
complex digital fortresses, looked completely flustere
Scott is the COO. He'
gical choice," I replied. "I'
be something more. In my first life, as the walls closed in, it was Andrew who had tried to warn me. He' d sent me encrypted message
ng with resolve. "I will do everything in my p
. "That's all
o save me from the shadows, I felt a flicker of warmth. It was
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