The Bright and the Beautiful
The Bright and the Beautiful Chapter One The bell on the trading floor rang at nine-thirty sharp, but Clara Whitmore had been at her desk since seven. Her terminal glowed with overnight futures from Tokyo and Frankfurt, and the coffee in her mug had gone cold three hours ago. "Miss Whitmore." She looked up. Her boss, Mr. Harrington, stood in the doorway with an expression that hovered between...
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