Chapter 25: Unity in Difference

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The walls were adorned with more large-scale screens, this time displaying the foundation's latest collaborations, each one more impressive than the last

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The walls were adorned with more large-scale screens, this time displaying the foundation's latest collaborations, each one more impressive than the last.

One of the foundation's representatives, a tall woman with sharp features and an air of authority, greeted us as soon as we entered.

"Welcome," she said, her voice crisp and professional. "Mr. Kim will be joining us shortly. Please, make yourselves comfortable." She motioned us to enter the conference room.

The space was vast, with a long, glossy wooden table dominating the center, surrounded by soft beige cushioned chairs.

The room itself was a seamless blend of modern design with touches of nature-wooden paneling softened the sleek surfaces, creating a balance between corporate authority and welcoming warmth

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The room itself was a seamless blend of modern design with touches of nature-wooden paneling softened the sleek surfaces, creating a balance between corporate authority and welcoming warmth.

The lighting was soft but purposeful, casting the entire room in a professional, almost solemn light.

It felt like stepping into a space where decisions that affected millions were made.

A space where our voices would soon echo.

I glanced at Yoongi briefly before following Ha Eun, who already settled herself at one end of the table.

We all sat down, and despite the sleek, warm environment, a nervous energy buzzed in the room, making it hard to sit still.

I could feel my heart rate picking up again.

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