THE WHEELCHAIR SCREECHED SIDEWAYS ACROSS THE POLISHED MARBLE BEFORE ANYONE COULD REACT.

quiet breath, almost amused.

“I built this place.”

That sentence changed nothing and everything at once.

The employee blinked.

“You… built it?”

She nodded once.

“Forty-three years ago.”

A low murmur spread through the room. The manager’s confidence flickered, just for a second.

“That’s impossible,” she said, but her voice had lost its certainty.

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