The Code Monkey's Revenge
followed, Mark an
asting with champagne, announcing Chloe' s ne
of a streamlined, forward-thinking compan
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been silent for days
unters. Then, CTOs
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onymous" work for years and considered me one of the few true innovators
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, and intensely intelligent. He didn't talk about branding or market share; he talked abo
is gaze direct and sincere. "I want your vision.
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aid
with Daniel. It was my first public appearanc
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t, surrounded by a crowd of syco
nto a sneer. He strode over, Chloe trai
ensuring everyone could hear. "Crawling to the competition al
"Don' t be so harsh, Mark. She has to make a l
a flash of the old humiliati
de me. And I looked back at Mark and Chloe, at the
wasn't the woman who cr
rward, my voice
cold smile on my lips. "Because from where I' m standing, ConnectC
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