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... asked, my gaze fixed on the sketches scattered across my desk. The soft light from the window filtered over the fabric samples, reflecting the calm professionalism I tried to maintain.
"Yes, ma’am," Diana replied, scrolling through her tablet. "Ms. Lane confirmed she’s available tomorrow afternoon to finalize everything for your son’s birthday. Would you like the meeting here in the office or at the venue?"
"Here," I said, flipping through a stack of papers. "I want to go over t ...
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