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Chapter 21 A New Beginning The Carters were nothing but a bottomless pit, shameless and parasitic. "Titan Group is giving me an apartment," Grace told her brother. "You'll move there to recover. Once you're well, you can go back to school." "I'm fine, sis. Just take care of yourself," Ryan replied, but in his heart he was already seething. The Carters had stolen his sister's hard-earned money, even taken her house. Unforgivable. And he wasn't the only one who knew. In another car, Andrea let out a sharp gasp. "What?!

That Ethan really threw her out like that?" Took her money, her house, and her company. Isn't that the textbook definition of a backstabbing traitor? That evening, Titan Group's chief secretary, Henry, came to pick Grace up. She didn't know where he was taking her until they stepped into a towering high-rise villa. She'd seen mansions before, but never one perched so high, staring right across at Titan Group's gleaming headquarters. Just a short walk away. "Miss Miller," Henry said politely, "as per Mr. West's instructions, this villa is yours. Along with two cars.

Keys are here." "Mine?" Grace asked, stunned. She'd assumed it was just temporary housing. Henry smiled with perfect courtesy. "Mr. West hopes you'll feel at home here. Should you need anything, for work or life, you can reach me directly." When he left, Grace wandered through the villa. Three floors, cool modern tones she liked, and a master suite with a walk-in closet. Inside, racks of clothes already hung waiting for her, designer suits, custom dresses, every detail tailored to her style, though with a sharper edge, like a business leader's wardrobe.

Even the mannequins were fitted for display, proof of the care put into arranging everything. Easily worth a fortune. Grace didn't assume Daniel himself had done this; maybe it was Andrea's effort. Either way, it was overwhelming. She didn't dare touch much. 1/3 Chapter 21 A New Beginning +10 Free Coins That night, she moved in. With Ryan under protection at the hospital, she had nowhere else to go, her belongings had already been thrown out by Laney and Evelyn. Her only possessions now were a ruined wedding dress from her late mother and a box of damaged embroidery.

She sat at the vanity, staring at the single cardboard box. Seven years of her life, reduced to this. How pathetic. Thunder rolled outside, like applause marking her first step toward independence. Pinnacle Designs. Ethan. Goodbye. From now on, they were enemies. The next morning at eight, Grace arrived at Titan Group's HR department. Andrea had clearly paved the way, everyone greeted her with wide smiles. "Miss Miller, please sit, we'll process your onboarding right away," the HR director said. "Just call me Grace," she replied softly. She wasn't anyone's president now.

She'd come here to be nothing more than an embroiderer again. Titan poached her because of her embroidery skills and her work, nothing else. The HR director chuckled, "You're too polite. I wouldn't dare call you by your first name." Fifteen minutes later, the HR director returned with a badge, holding it out with both hands. Grace froze. Business Embroidery Division, President. Titan had two wings: the management division, led by Daniel himself, and the commercial division. And beneath Daniel, only two positions mattered most, vice president, and the president of the commercial division.

She was the latter. "From now on, you'll technically be my boss," the HR director laughed nervously. 2/3 Beginning +10 Free Coins Grace hadn't expected this. She'd even packed her embroidery kit, ready to sit at a frame and stitch. Instead, this. Moments later, the new vice president of the division, appointed alongside her, came to escort her. "Miss Miller, let me show you your office," he said with respect. This vice president had only taken office two days ago. Before that, both the president and VP positions in the Product Division had been left vacant.

To avoid any backlash about "outsiders being parachuted in," Daniel held off until today and appointed two managers at once. That way, no one could stir up unnecessary suspicion. After all, in the Product Division, strength was what mattered most. If you couldn't produce great embroidery, even a veteran had no chance of holding a management seat. Michael led her into the office. "Take a look, Miss Miller." Through the glass wall, she could see the building right next door, its height perfectly matched their own.

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