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Chapter Ninety-Five: Cold Hands, Warm Hearts
Galen nodded, his gaze lingering on her for a moment longer than necessary. "I'm impressed with your work," he said, his voice deep and resonant. "I'm confident that this campaign will be a success." Ciara felt a surge of warmth. She had impressed the CEO, and she was eager to prove herself on set. "Thank you, Mr. Rochester," she said, her voice filled with determination. "We're all working hard to make it a success." Galen smiled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "I have no doubt about that," he said. "I'm looking forward to seeing the final product." He turned to address the director, his presence commanding the room once more. Ciara watched him go, a strange mix of admiration and apprehension swirling within her. She knew that this was just the beginning of a journey filled with c
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