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ALMS TO LOVE CHAPTER 95

Auteur: MIKS DELOSO
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Madam Jamaica sat in her study, the thick quiet of the room crushing against her chest. The room was a mirror of herself — old, formidable, and constructed for dominance. Bookshelves encircled the walls, overflowing with knowledge, power, and legacy. Before her, a dark mahogany desk was laden with papers — contracts, designs, and letters. The very fate of the Billion empire rested here, in her hands.

The door creaked open silently. Charles entered, his normally calm self a touch more calculated than normal. His gaze was intent, resolute. Madam Jamaica didn't require an introduction to know why he was here.

"Sit, Charles," she instructed, her tone cool but not uninviting. She indicated the chair opposite her. "We have something to discuss."

Charles did not hesitate, sitting down wordlessly, never once looking away from her. There was a silence, a palpable tension in the air, before Madam Jamaica broke it again.

"You've been making decisions. Big ones," she informed him, her voice crisp
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