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did not look away from me. “Everyone leave.”

No one hesitated.

Chairs scraped softly. Papers were gathered. Tablets snapped shut. The executives filed out with careful, embarrassed expressions. Mr. Lowell lingered, clearly torn between professional duty and self-preservation.

“Adrian,” he began.

“I said leave.”

This time, even he obeyed.

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