Chapter 202
Chapter 202:
“Marc?”
Stella flicked her eyes up, catching his gaze for a split second before she looked away, her expression guarded.
Given what William had told her about the fierce competition for this project, she wasn’t the least bit surprised to see Marc show up. This was Nebula’s opportunity—and Stella had no intention of letting anyone, least of all Marc, get in her way.
They stepped into the glass-walled conference room, where the client’s representatives were already waiting. The tension in the air was palpable as Stella and Marc crossed the threshold. A round of polite handshakes followed.
“Ladies first. We’d like to hear from Nebula’s side,” the client announced, gesturing for Stella to begin.
She had already studied everything about the land and absorbed the background material on the ride over. Her plan was sharp, cohesive, and ready to launch.
Standing tall and calm, Stella introduced herself, then dove straight into her proposal. Her voice carried through the room, every word confident and precise, weaving a compelling vision for the project’s future.
Gradually, everyone at the table leaned in, drawn into her orbit by the force of her conviction.
From his seat, Marc couldn’t help but watch her, a strange flutter sparking in his chest.
Sunlight slanted through the windows, bathing Stella in a warm, golden glow that made her seem almost untouchable.
Only then did Marc realize just how captivating she truly was. All those years of marriage, she’d hidden her light behind the role of his dutiful wife, quietly tucking away her brilliance. He’d been blind to it—until now.
As Stella wrapped up her presentation, the conference room burst into spontaneous applause.
The client’s eyes shone with genuine enthusiasm. “Ms. Gilbert, your vision is innovative and perfectly in line with what we’re seeking. Nebula has a bright future. Mr. Walsh, could you share your company’s thoughts next?”
Marc snapped back to reality. He tore his gaze from Stella and forced himself to focus, steeling his nerves as all eyes turned to him.
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He glanced down, his brows knitted in deep thought, then lifted his head—resolve clear in his eyes. “Nebula’s proposal is outstanding. For this project, the Walsh Group will step aside.”
A stunned silence swept through the room. Even Stella looked at him in disbelief.
What exactly was Marc doing?
Truthfully, Marc was more than willing to hand this project to Stella. Watching her excel in her element filled him with a surprising sense of pride. Compared to seeing her shine, one project hardly mattered.
The client shot him a look, trying to gauge his sincerity. “Mr. Walsh, are you saying you’re actually withdrawing from the competition?”
Marc replied with a nod. “I genuinely respect Nebula’s CEO and her ideas. I believe this project would be in the best hands with Nebula.”
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