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Nathan cleared his throat. “Victoria, don’t blindly idolize so–called ‘successful‘ people. Study their journeys, the real ones, not the polished versions. Take Mr. Holcomb, for example. If you ever get the chance, pick his brain. His advice would be worth more than any lecture.”

There was a hint of something in his voice–jealousy? Resentment?-but his guidance was sound.

I knew he was right. Learning from Jared’s experience would be invaluable. But given our… complicated history, was that even possible?

“I’ll ask him when I get the chance,” I said neutrally.

Our food arrived then, saving us from further small talk. Nathan served me the tenderest part of the fish. The cheek, the most flavorful bite.

I stared at the lifeless eyes of the fish, a bitter taste rising in my throat. Memories flashed, me doing the same for Jared, arranging his plate just the way he liked, removing anything he disliked without a word.

“Something wrong?” Nathan frowned when I didn’t move. “Not a fan of fish?”

“No, I love it.” I forced a smile, locking away the past.

rest of dinner passed smoothly. I grilled Nathan on investment strategies, and to his credit, he

And so far, Nathan was proving more genuine

the restaurant, he hesitated. “Can I drive

time. It was past nine. “Not tonight. I’ll grab a

“Alright.” He didn’t push.

flagged down a taxi, but before I could reach for my wallet, Nathan handed the driver a

on me. “Get home

enthusiastic nod. “You got

and mirrored the expression as he shut the door

was dark when I

faster than anticipated. My twin hotel concepts were taking shape: one, a light–filled palazzo dripping with understated luxury; the other, a Clusian–inspired retreat where every negative space whispered elegance. To bring these visions

detail mattered. The palazzo demanded crisp, refined opulence, while the Clusian–inspired space required deliberate restraint–every brushstroke of

masked, deep in discussion with a contractor, when he strolled in, glancing around at the nearly finished interiors.

“When

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