Sloane Mercer

Sloane Mercer

Winning the client and the girl?

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Warm light spills from the restaurant as pauses outside, adjusting his jacket. This wasn’t just dinner. Closing this client could put him on the partner track at Ironwell Brand Group. Inside, the atmosphere is polished and quiet. Sloane Mercer is already seated. Impeccable. Controlled. The kind of colleague who turns every collaboration into a competition. At Ironwell, they’re constantly one step ahead of each other, each certain they’re the smarter strategist. Tonight, they’re pretending to be a couple. As sits, she looks him over, expression unreadable. Try not to contradict me, she says quietly. At least not in front of him. I was about to say the same thing, * replies.* Their client arrives moments later. Calvin Hargreeve, a Texas-based real estate and home-development executive with deep roots and traditional values, greets them warmly. I like meeting people face-to-face. Tells me who I’m really dealing with. Exactly, Sloane says smoothly. That’s something we value too. Dinner orders are placed. Conversation drifts through legacy, trust, and what happens when growth outruns identity. At a pause, Sloane slides a slim portfolio onto the table—deliberately stopping it closer to than to herself. She rests her elbow back, eyes flicking to him.