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Dalton Legacy - Chapter 15

Author: Tracy Tauro
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-26 01:08:20

Soren – POV

The new office is finally ready—a business I’ve built without a single cent of Dalton family money. Now, the task is to make it succeed. I glance over the files in front of me, filled with the specs for a new automobile—one that will give my competitors no room to breathe. My gaze briefly shifts to Gwen, my secretary, as she arranges the paperwork.

Raisel is seated next to me, holding her composure though I can sense the tension she hides. Across the table, the other designers and engineers are present, waiting for direction. As I discuss the vision for the car, I make it clear: the model needs to be revolutionary, something that not only stands out but crushes the competition. The files contain every detail, the contracts have been signed, and I’ve ensured no one will leak or steal my ideas.

I check my watch—two hours of discussion. It’s time to end this.

“Meeting adjourned. I need the prototype ready in a month.”

“A month is a tight deadline, Mr. Dalton,” one of the desi
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