The private penthouse suite at the Baccarat Hotel on West 53rd Street was chosen as neutral ground for the high-stakes negotiation. Crystal chandeliers sparkled like ice against crimson velvet walls as rain tapped against the terrace windows. It was eleven o'clock at night. Outside the double doors, their respective legal teams were sequestered in the adjoining conference salon, arguing furiously over intellectual property splits and governance covenants. Inside the private…
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