~Blair’s~

“You didn’t just survive the fire, Blair,” Reo says, proudly. “You outsmarted it.”

I blink. Once. Then twice.

I’m not sure I believe what I’m hearing. Not fully. Because it’s early, and I haven’t had coffee, and I’m still half waiting for some PR nightmare to blow up in the corner of the boardroom—but no, everyone’s staring at me like I’m the damn anomaly now.

Jennie smiles. She’s standing next to Reo, calm and glowing like she always does lately. “You deserve this,” she says. “All of it.”

There’s a long silence. People shift in their chairs. Cameras flash. Someone whispers “finally” from the corner.

I exhale, but it...