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Chapter 75

Author: Annypen/Odion
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-11 13:31:17

Chapter 75

The Callahan mansion was quiet when Noah walked in.

Too quiet.

He was drenched. Exhausted. His suit stuck to his skin. His hair dripping.

The study door stood open. Light spilling out.

He stopped. Something felt wrong.

Both parents sat in the sitting room. Waiting.

Eleanor on the velvet chair. Perfectly composed. Face like ice.

Thomas standing by the fireplace. Jaw tight. Hands behind his back.

Noah's stomach dropped.

They knew.

"Come in, Noah." Thomas's voice was calm. Too calm.

Noah stepped inside. Water dripped from his coat onto expensive carpet.

The door closed behind him. Click.

Thomas turned. Stared. His eyes cold.

"Do you want to explain what I just heard from the Blakes?"

Silence.

Noah said nothing. Just stood there.

Thomas grabbed something from the side table. A tablet. Threw it onto the couch.

"Read it."

Noah looked down. A news article. Fresh. Posted an hour ago.

*Callahan Heir Secures Blake Alliance Through Marriage Deal*

His chest tightened.

Thomas's voice go
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