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The boardroom was filled with murmurs, the sound of papers shuffling, and the occasional clink of pens against the table, but Clinton's mind was elsewhere.

Seated at the head of the long conference table, he stared at the presentation on his laptop screen. Yet, no matter how hard he tried to focus, all he could see was Dianna’s tear-streaked face.

Her words echoed in his mind, and no matter how much he tried to push them aside, they lingered.

She had always been composed, never raising her voice. But today, she had revealed a different side of herself—one that had stirred something deep within him.

Damn it.

His grip tightened on the edge of the table, knuckles turning white. This wasn’t supposed to happen. He wasn’t supposed to feel anything.

"Mr. Blackwood," a voice cut through his thoughts, snapping him back to the present.

His gaze lifted sharply. "Yes?" His tone was curt, and he didn’t miss the slight flinch from the junior associate addressing him.

"We're waiting for your input o
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