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“I came because I trusted him.”
The room went quiet.
“Is that correct?”
He swallowed.
“Yes.”
“And did you also neglect to mention,” she continued, “that your wife is the legal owner of the foundation funding this entire redevelopment initiative?”
Aaron’s face drained of color.
Ms. Rowe stepped back.
“That’s not possible,” she said.
Director Kline turned slightly, addressing both of them.
I felt something loosen in my chest, not triumph but clarity.
“I didn’t want influence,” I said quietly.
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