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作者: Rachel
last update publish date: 2026-09-03 21:04:40
Cynthia went inside his office for the first time.

The moment she stepped through the doorway, she realized how different the room felt from the rest of the mansion. It wasn't merely an office. It looked like a place where decisions worth millions were made.

Damien closed the door behind them, and Cynthia slowly looked around.

One entire wall was covered with bookshelves, filled with books, files, and neatly arranged folders. There was an enormous dark wooden desk in the center of the room, with
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