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CHAPTER 97
As we exited the conference room, the adrenaline from the meeting still coursed through my veins. The bustling hallway was filled with the sounds of footsteps and murmured conversations, but in that moment, it felt like we were in our own bubble. Thiago turned to me, his smile broadening.
“I can’t believe we pulled that off,” he said, running a hand through his hair. “Jasper seemed genuinely interested.”
“Yeah, I mean, I wasn’t expecting him to agree so quickly,” I replied, still trying to process the outcome. “But it felt good. Really good.”
“Good? It felt fantastic! You were in your element up there,” he exclaimed, his enthusiasm infectio
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