CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY ONE - A STRANGER IN THE CROWD

As Mara hurried through the bustling JFK airport, her heels clicked rhythmically against the polished floor. She glanced over her shoulder, ensuring Clarissa was still in tow. "Come on, Clarissa! We're going to miss our flight if we don't hurry," Mara called out, her voice tinged with exasperation. Clarissa Noble, looking every bit the heiress she was, sauntered behind Mara, her designer luggage trailing behind her. "I still don't understand why we couldn't take the private jet," she grumbled, her perfectly manicured nails tapping irritably on her phone screen. Mara sighed, slowing her pace to allow Clarissa to catch up. "Your brother thought it would be more... prudent to fly commercial for this trip. Something about maintaining a low profile for the negotiations." "Low profile?" Clarissa scoffed, gesturing dramatically at the crowded terminal. "There's nothing low profile about this circus. And since when does Cassius care about being prudent?" As they approached the security ch