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CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

LUCA'S POV.

FEW HOURS AGO.

As I stepped out of my sleek black car, the weight of anticipation settled on my shoulders. I took a deep breath, straightened my tie, and walked towards the towering glass doors of Richardson's company.

The street lamps cast a golden glow on the polished exterior, somehow reflecting the optimism that pulsed within me.

I was impressed. The surroundings exuded an air of professionalism, a testament to the success and ambition of the man and his company. As I approached the entrance, I dismissed my bodyguard and then the the security guard nodded in recognition, a subtle gesture that acknowledged my status as a visitor of importance and I appreciated that.

Stepping into the pristine lobby, I was greeted by a bright, minimalist design that exuded sophistication. The hushed whispers of conversations and the clicking of heels on marble floors filled the air, creating an atmosphere of focused determination. I couldn't help but marvel at the seamless blend of fu
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