Chapter 22 - THE NEW ERA OF THE EMPIRE
Back at the penthouse, the evening sun painted the sky in brilliant strokes of gold, amber, and deep indigo.
Clara sat at her executive desk, signing the final paperwork for the global expansion of her philanthropic foundations.
Marcus, her chief security director, knocked softly on the glass door before stepping inside with a secure digital tablet.
"The federal marshals have completed the final asset transfer. All liquidated funds are successfully secured," Marcus reported.
"Excellent. Ensure the scholarship grants for single mothers are distributed by Monday morning," Clara instructed.
"Will do, Boss. By the way, your mother called from upstate; she's flying in to visit you and the baby tomorrow."
Clara's face softened into a warm, genuine smile at the mention of her mother's upcoming arrival.
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"Send a private armored car to meet her flight at O'Hare airport," Clara requested gently.
"Already arranged," Marcus nodded, offering a respectful salute before stepping out of the office.
