Moira fumed all night, cursing and seething until her eyes were dark with exhaustion by morning.Unable to wait another minute, she ordered her agent to get her a set of old-lady clothes and called in her makeup artist, Cynthia. After half an hour, she walked out completely transformed into an old woman with white hair.Her skin was sallow, her face wrinkled like a dried flower, and even her most loyal fans wouldn't have recognized her.Ignoring her agent's protests, Moira rushed downstairs. At the entrance of the apartment, media swarmed, looking inside anxiously. None of them paid any attention to the old lady hobbling by. Smugly, Moira smirked to herself.At K Group's headquarters, the towering, majestic building stood in imposing grandeur. The structure mirrored the CEO inside—powerful, commanding, and intimidating, making anyone who looked up at it feel small and insignificant.Inside the luxurious, opulent CEO office on the forty-eighth floor, Lionel was buried in a mountain of
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