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... orts from her assistants, Teresa and Lily. Maya, who was currently busy with the Indian site, had sent her updates via online reports. Everything was progressing as planned, and for the moment, all her operations were running smoothly.

"Teresa," Eleanor said, setting her pen down and leaning back in her chair. "It’s time to visit Russia. Start making arrangements for my visit next week. I’m not sure how long I’ll need to stay there, so you will remain here to oversee the operations at he ...

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