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CHAPTER 158— THREE

Author: Ruthie
last update publish date: 2026-04-28 14:54:37

THIRD PERSON POV

"Rowan is going to fall off his chair in shock," Rebecca said, laughing.

They decided to tell Rowan the following morning. As they were walking to Rowan's office together, Donald had his hand at the small of Rebecca's back, the corridor quiet at this early hour.

"He will not fall off his chair," Donald said.

"He is going to fall off his chair, I tell you," she said again.

Donald almost smiled.

Rowan was at his desk already working through the morning reports, when they arrived
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