Scarlett’s povI barely felt my legs as I stumbled out of the boardroom, my chest felt awfully tight. The walls of Delacroix Enterprises, the very foundation of my life, now felt stuffy. My hands clenched at my sides as I fought back the the tears threatening to roll down from my eyes. I wouldn’t cry. Not here. Not now.“Scarlett,” Victor called from behind me, his voice cold, distant. “Don’t make a scene.”A bitter laugh bubbled in my throat. “A scene?” I turned slowly, my eyes locking with his. “You just handed my life’s work to Celeste and tossed me aside like I am some piece of garbage. And you’re worried about a scene?”Damian stood beside him, arms crossed, his face unreadable. Celeste, of course, was smirking, enjoying every bit of my humiliation.“You should be grateful,” Celeste purred, stepping forward. “You were only ever a placeholder, Scarlett. You kept my seat warm, but now the rightful heir is back.”I felt a sharp pain in my chest, but I refused to let them see my weak
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