Chapter 37

Sarah's

pov.

I stared at the list of investors on my screen, scrolling through the names, the firms, and the potential for expansion. Europe.

It was finally happening. Months of strategy meetings, long nights, and that little voice of self-doubt constantly whispering.

"Can you really do this?"-all of it was leading to this moment. And for once, the voice had nothing on me.

I was doing it. I was expanding my company into Europe, and no one was going to stop me. Not even me.

As I adjusted the strap of my watch, I glanced at the time. Another hour until my meeting.

I felt the familiar pulse of excitement and nerves-a cocktail I'd come to savor. My phone buzzed, and I glanced down at the screen. Richard. Again.

I shook my head, letting out a short, sharp breath through my nose. He just didn't get it. It's been weeks since I told him-no, ordered him to leave me alone.

I guess the man had always been persistent, but this was just... irritating. I pressed ignore, and his name vanished from the screen.

"I don't have time for this," I muttered to myself, refocusing on my work. Europe. France, Germany, Spain.

I had it all mapped out in front of me. Contracts, deals, all of it. My team had been incredible, working tirelessly to help bring this vision to life.

Zoe was indispensable, as usual, handling every chaotic moment with her ever-present clipboard and calm demeanor.

The door opened slightly, and as if on cue, Zoe's head popped in, clipboard in hand. "Sarah, the meeting room is ready. Do you need anything before we start?"

"Just a miracle," I replied dryly, though I couldn't hide the smirk tugging at my lips.

Zoe gave me one of her rare smiles. "We've survived worse. Remember the time the PowerPoint crashed mid-pitch?"

I groaned at the memory. "Don't remind me. I still have nightmares about that."

be fine," she assured me, and then added, "And no, I didn't let Richard and Wesley

exaggerated seriousness. "More

me before I could stop

and disappeared down the

that they kept showing up-sending texts, emails,

you block, only to have them pop up with a slightly different number. Maybe I needed a "Block Richard and Wesley" app for

stood and smoothed down my blouse, feeling the responsibility settle on

my work. And I was going to make it

I walked into the conference room, my team greeted me with smiles and the energy of a group that knew they were on the verge

were expanding into Europe, and every single person in that room had helped make it

by, filled with talk of

could feel the buzz in the room, the excitement

meeting ended, I lingered, watching my team

sensing

arms. "Zoe, you've

a year now," she replied without

have you ever known me to let

eyebrow. "You mean aside from the whole Richard

Yes,

"You're a force of

way it sounded. "Well, I'm done

faintly.

like you believe

just... I know how feelings work, Sarah. They're messy, unpredictable. You're focused now, but don't beat yourself up

you handle everything else-with grace

said

her watch. "You have about thirty minutes before your next meeting. Anything else you

tranquilizer

see what

and allowed

drama, not the emotional weight of dealing with Richard's endless

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