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The next morning, Jack summoned Elara to his office. Stress was etched across every line of his face.
"You were supposed to deliver that document yesterday afternoon. Where were you?" he demanded.
Elara shrugged, keeping her expression completely neutral.
"Hospital emergency. I sent Tyler instead and told him not to peek inside." She tilted her head. "Something wrong?"
Jack rubbed his temples, his anxiety so thick Elara could practically taste it in the air. This morning, he'd received legal papers from Zack threatening to sue their hotel.
"Look at this," he said, sliding the documents across his desk. "You're the majority shareholder now. You need to handle him directly."
He leaned forward. "This could seriously damage our reputation. Guests will think we're
