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Chapter 123: Watch Them Break

Author: David Writes
last update publish date: 2026-05-07 06:43:25

Levi’s POV

>>>Location: Switzerland

The first thing I saw was the headline.

“Business Mogul Marcello De Luca Found Dead in Private Suite.”

I didn't react, but just kept scrolling. News of this guy's death was everywhere. I read different articles online and as usual, each one tried to keep it clean using corporate language and careful wording. Stuff like “influential figure”, “private interests”, “ongoing investigation.” All that type of crap.

They always did that for reasons I couldn't comp
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