Hadley felt an unshakeable hesitation, though she couldn't quite put her finger on why.
Still, she nodded. "Understood."
The next day, knowing she was about to meet the heavyweights, Hadley chose a coffee-toned evening gown-elegant and flattering to her figure.
Following Elvin's directions, she arrived punctually at the venue to find him.
"Hadley." Elvin waved her over. "Come on, Mr. Faulkner is already upstairs." "Alright."
Inside the elevator, Elvin let out a deep sigh, a shadow of concern crossing his face.
"Mr. Webster?" Hadley asked, puzzled. "What's bothering you?"
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