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    “Quite a few people have been asking me if you’d consider switching jobs—they’re all eager to poach you.”


    Yvonne shook her head, a little amused, a little overwhelmed. The two of them stood close, their conversation low and intimate. Ethan leaned in slightly, tilting his head toward her to say something just above a whisper.


    Then, sh. The light from a nearby camera went off like lightning in a clear sky. Yvonne froze, her eyes darting toward the source. A group of reporters had gathered across the room, their lenses pointed directly at her and Ethan.


    She frowned, sensing trouble brewing. Sure enough, within the hour, the inte was buzzing with headlines. “Scandal! The Secret Behind This Rising Star’s Meteoric Sess?” “Intimate Moment Caught On Camera. Ethan Marsh and His Date!” “Digging Into the Life of Magazine Industry Neer Yvonne Jimenez!”


    Meanwhile, across town… Leif was scrolling through his phone when the notifications started pouring in. He immediately called Norton. “Mr. Burke, you asked me to keep an eye on anything involving Mrs. Burke…”


    Norton, who had just closed hisptop, rubbed his temples. “What is it?”


    Leif forwarded the articles to Norton. “The media’s running with some misleading headlines again. I’ve sent you the links.”


    Norton opened one of the articles, and there she was—Yvonne—standing beside Ethan, her head tilted close to his, smiling faintly under the ballroom lights. For a split second, his breath caught. Then he saw the angle. The way Ethan was standing just a little too close. His jaw tightened. “Get the car. I’m going to the g.”


    Leif promptly prepared the car and opened the door for Norton, reporting, “The articles have already been taken down. The address is in the GPS.”


    Norton gave a curt nod and said no more.


    As the car sped through the city, the silence inside it was thick. Back at the g, Yvonne and Ethan were interrupted by a friendly guest trying to make small talk.


    The air in the room shifted. Heads began to turn. At the entrance stood Norton, sharp as ever in a tailored ck suit, his presencemanding immediate attention.


    With long, purposeful strides, he made his way into the hall, his gaze locked on Yvonne.


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    The hum of conversation quieted.


    “Wait—isn’t that Norton Burke?” someone whispered.


    “Why would he show up here?”


    “Maybe he’s here for Shelly Tucker.” The murmurs grew louder.


    In the crowd, Shelly’s heart skipped a beat.


    Seeing Norton approach, she straightened her dress, anticipation blooming in her chest.


    But he didn’t slow down. He didn’t nce at her. He walked right past.


    Her face went crimson, her chest tightening with embarrassment. In a desperate attempt to save face, she downed the rest of her champagne in one gulp.


    Behind her, the crowd parted as Norton made his way deeper into the room. All eyes were now on him.


    The crowd watched, stunned.


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