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Author's Note
Dear Lovely Readers,
I regret to inform you that I have requested the termination of my contract for this book. Once the process is complete, any coins you have purchased for the book will be returned to you. The book will also be removed, as things haven’t progressed as I had hoped.
However, I am currently revising the book and plan to publish a new and improved version soon. I deeply apologize for any disappointment this may cause and truly appreciate your understanding and patience.
Thank you for your continued support.
Warmly,
Nana ~
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Mr. Bennett entered, his expression composed yet urgent. "Mr. Dmitriev, I apologize for the disturbance, but I would like to inform you that the board members have gathered in the conference room for the meeting scheduled at ten o'clock. They're awaiting your presence."Mikhail glanced up, meeting his secretary's gaze with a nod of acknowledgment. "Thank you, Bennett. Let's not keep them waiting any longer."He immediately gathered the documents he needed as he stood up, adjusting his suit jacket with a brisk motion. "Ms. Jones, please join us as well. I'll need your insights during the meeting."Ms. Jones nodded, her demeanor professional as always. "Of course, sir."Together, they walked down the corridor to the conference room, where the board members were already seated around a large, polished table. The atmosphere was expectant, filled with anticipation and respect for the man who had shaped the company into what it was today.Mikhail took his place at the head of the table, Ms.
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