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Gracie’s gaze lingered on the project proposal, her thoughts a tangled dance of doubt and intrigue. The project was compelling, brimming with promise and potential.

Rosie continued, her voice steady as she described the project’s progress in Plieca, “If you’re skeptical, why not see it for yourself? You know my track record. I don’t touch ventures doomed to fail. Since parting ways with the Harper family, every project I’ve spearheaded has turned a profit. I’ve even snapped up shares the Harper family didn’t want to give me. Haven’t you noticed my knack for success?”

Gracie nodded, her eyes scanning the proposal once more, absorbing every detail.

Noticing Gracie’s lingering hesitation, Rosie stayed composed, well aware that this was no small commitment.

“I’ll mull it over. Truth be told, I’m eager to put my money to work. Letting it gather dust in a bank won’t do. I want it to flourish,” Gracie said, a spark of enthusiasm in her voice.

Yet, suspicion still gnawed at her. Rosie’s motives seemed questionable, possibly a ploy to ensnare her. Gracie resolved to dig deeper before committing.

Rosie, unruffled, gave a nod. “Take your time. If you’re still on the fence, come visit the site in Plieca. You’re always welcome. But don’t dawdle too long; this project is a hot commodity, with investors clamoring for a piece. I’m only offering you first dibs because of our friendship.”

Gracie’s trust in Rosie was thin. She saw her as a calculating figure, using others as stepping stones to her own ambitions.

“May I hold onto the proposal?” Gracie asked, hoping to share it with Ethan for a second opinion.

“Of course,” Rosie replied smoothly. “Keep it; study it thoroughly.”

Their conversation then drifted to lighter topics, and Gracie inquired about Rosie’s recent endeavors…

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Rosie’s face lit up. “Maxley has officially been named heir to the throne.”

“Congratulations!” Gracie exclaimed, her confidence in the project swelling. At that moment, she considered making the investment but decided to bide her time before making any decisions.

After bidding Rosie farewell, Gracie mulled the matter over through the night. In the end, she chose to keep the proposal from Ethan, unwilling to raise any suspicions about her selling her shares.

Having grown up immersed in her father’s business world, Gracie was no stranger to project proposals. This one appeared solid, and she made up her mind to visit Plieca for a firsthand look.

In the days that followed, Rosie awaited Gracie’s response. Meanwhile, she arranged a meeting with Denis at an upscale restaurant to discuss new ventures.

Denis was thriving, his fortunes soaring. With Judy and her brother Clive out of the picture, he had unchallenged control over their joint projects with the Wagner Group. No one could oppose him.

Better still, Clive’s once-loyal lieutenants were now behind bars, convicted of heinous crimes. Some faced execution, while others were locked away for decades. Denis had effortlessly doubled his wealth, eclipsing the Russell Corporation and cementing his place as the third most powerful figure in Shirie.

Rosie slid a project proposal across the table to Denis. “The drone venture has tremendous potential,” she said with a confident smile. Original content can be found at Find[ɴ]ovel.net

Denis scarcely glanced at the proposal, his lips curling in disdain. “Rosie, your schemes lack finesse. It’s no secret that your ventures in Vanland are crumbling, bleeding money at an alarming rate. Even your companies in Plieca are barely staying afloat. Do you think I don’t know that?”

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