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61] Cesur Yürek.

Mercedes sat on the sofa in Sedar's office, poring over the blueprints for the new projects Sedar intends to build over the next few years. She rolled the prints back up and reinserted them into their tubes, her gaze raised to the wall clock.

"I'm off to lunch with Neriman now; would you like me to bring you anything?" Mercedes inquired as she rose and approached him, sitting on the edge of his desk, rearranging his mused hair.

He took her hand in his, brought it to his lips, and kissed her knuckles lightly. "Hayir,(no) but I will accompany you downstairs because I have someone I need to introduce you to." He leant back in his chair, his gaze fixed on hers.

"Me?" She inquired, her hand resting on her chest in bemusement.

"Evet." (Yes) He raised himself from his chair and slid his arms through his suit jacket, giving her a cheeky wink.

She stood in front of him, adjusting his collar and smoothing his ash grey, silky tie with her fingers. "You'v

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