The corridor outside the boardroom was deathly silent. Then, from the marble threshold, came the rhythmic, deliberate click of high heels echoing across the polished stone. Every set of eyes in the boardroom turned toward the open doors. Through the portal stepped a woman who looked as though she had descended from the throne of an ancient empire. Elena Vance wore a bespoke, floor-length midnight-blue Givenchy cape gown crafted from…
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