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The Fallout

作者: Lizzy Jay
last update 公開日: 2026-03-28 21:01:53

Damian's POV

The office smelled faintly of coffee and fear - though not my fear. Someone else's.

Rachael's desk had been moved. That much I noticed the instant I stepped in. The chair was empty. Her things... gone. A note, crisply folded, sat where her planner used to be: "Temporarily transferred for project management - HR."

I didn't even need to read between the lines. I knew exactly who had orchestrated this. Elena.

I slammed my briefcase onto my
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