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Chapter 10

Author: Esisjen
last update publish date: 2026-04-05 23:05:00

‎Victor’s POV

‎“She is coming to your house,” the voice said.

‎“Who are you...”

‎The call cuts off before I can finish.

‎I stare at my phone, irritation flaring. The audacity. I call back immediately, but it goes straight to voicemail.

‎Damn it.

‎Why is Alice coming here? This is the first time she’s ever stepping into my house.

‎I straighten, already shifting into control mode.

‎“Get the place ready,” I instruct my men. “She’s coming. Let her in when she arrives.”

‎“Yes, boss.”

‎I end the call
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