I handed him a pristine, fresh copy of my resume, one not tainted by Isabella’s spite. Then, with a steady voice, I began my pitch, showcasing my vision for the future of Solstice Innovations.

Throughout the meeting, Damian barely spoke, the weight of the unspoken hanging between us. I concluded my presentation and stood up, extending my hand. “I believe I can bring a lot to Solstice Innovations, Mr. Hayes,” I said, my eyes meeting his. “But I expect this to be a partnership built on mutual respect and professionalism.”