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CHAPTER EIGHT

Author: Whyte child
last update publish date: 2026-06-05 01:49:36

A pair of headlights suddenly appears behind me, but I ignore them Probably just another car leaving the estate.

But the vehicle slows, then matches my pace.

I frown.

The sleek black Rolls-Royce moves silently besides me.

The rear passenger window lowers and my heart nearly stops. Dante Wolfe sits inside.

His dark suit looking immaculate despite the weather.

One arm rests lazily against the leather seat.

His expression remains unreadable and Cold as always.

But his eyes….His eyes move
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