Julian led her away from the boardroom, bypassing the executive elevators, straight up the private spiral staircase that led to the tower’s rooftop garden. The autumn sun had burned through the morning clouds, bathing the private stone terrace in crisp, golden warmth. Below them, Central Park stretched out like a vibrant tapestry of crimson, amber, and gold, while the distant hum of Manhattan traffic provided a steady, grounding hum far…
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