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Chapter 146: The Cost Of Exposure

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Zara's POV

After the security stormed in and members were dragged out, the hall looked like a battlefield. The air reeked of sweat and panic.

Mr. Everhart turned to me, his face pale, eyes still darting between the fallen mask and the blood that wouldn’t wash off his hands.

“I think you’re safer at the villa,” he said quietly, his voice stripped of its usual authority.

“I’ll be fine at home,” I replied, forcing calm.

He looked as if he wanted to argue, but I was already walking away. The last thing I wanted was to be under the same roof with the man who’d built this empire of rot.

Outside, the air felt electric, sirens in the distance, red and blue lights splintering across the street. The city was unraveling faster than any of us predicted.

I drove home in silence. When I reached my apartment, I stripped off the bloodstained clothes and stood under the shower.

When I stepped into my room, the TV was already screaming. Every channel was chaos, anchors stammering over breaking update
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