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g sun bathed the land in a soft, golden light. The hum of the engines shifted to a lower pitch, signaling

t's time t

ber. She blinked a few times, her sharp mind quickly shaking off the remnants of sl

ve," she murmured

w minutes later, transformed. Gone was the regal attire that she wore within the confines of

d a string of pearls that added a touch of refinement. Her raven-black hair was pulled into a polished

ic hiss, and a set of stairs was rolled up to the entrance. Stepping out into the fresh air, Athena surveyed her surroun

as they approached. He opened the door with a respectful

of the car. Cynthia followed suit, settling in beside her. The dr

iver the address of the Rovarian building. "We'

ovarian building was a twenty-minute journey through the bustling heart of Warlow Country. The city was alive with

e grand façade of the Rovarian building. It was an imposing structure, a

chitecture. The building exuded opulence, with its high ceilings, polished marble floors, and intricate chandeliers that c

steps behind, her eyes scanning the surroundings with a keen, analytical gaze. The receptionist,

o, Ma

e FollowHill empire,"

ponded, her fingers flying over the keyboard as she accessed the information. After a moment, she looked up

ed beside them. He bowed slightly in greeting. "Good afternoon,

veal a corridor lined with frosted glass doors. The guide led them down the hall, each step bringing them closer to

zing out at the cityscape with a seemingly casual air. He turned as they entered, a polite smile curling his lips. His dem

greetings in the French style, with light kisses on each cheek. "It's a

plied smoothly, her voice carrying the pe

uring to the sleek, modern chairs arrang

tably beneath them. As they waited for the other shareholders to arrive, the

ting hers with a glint of challenge. "I trust your fli

er tone neutral yet courteo

es. "I must say, Athena, you look stunning as always. It's

le. "Careful, Hayden. Flattery will get you everywhere, b

it. "Point taken," he said, leaning

e table. The atmosphere shifted from casual banter to one of focused anticipation. When the room was filled, Hayden stood up,

g on such short notice. As you know, my father, the current chairman, is critically ill and in t

ed sorrow etched on his face. She knew his act al

wavering just enough to convey emotion. "My father's health is our top priority, but t

s performance. Hayden’s ability to feign sinc

needs a leader who can ensure stability and growth during these challenging times," he said, his voice rising with conviction. "I

thena couldn't help but laugh when he finished his impassioned plea, the sound breaking through the somber atmo

ena?" Hayden asked, his vo

sement. "Oh, Hayden, you should consider a career

m, the tension briefly broken by her bold statement. Hayden's

genuine," he said, though his voice h

around the table. Most responded with cautious nods of agreement, clearly swayed by his impassion

ying to maintain his calm

ession unyielding. "I refuse t

Hayden's face contorted with shock. "What? W

seem to be under the impression that you're the frontrunner. But, as of now, I hold the highest sha