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Chapter 117

Author: Generis
last update publish date: 2026-05-18 23:22:49

“...and inheritance rights to A.G.F studios and all his future expansions under the parent fashion holdings.”

Solène re-read that line again and again. Too many times to be considered healthy.

Each word carved deeper into her chest until breathing started to feel uncomfortable.

The first time shed seen that clause seven years ago, she’d frowned in confusion. Ane even when the lawyer had read it to her, he’d looked puzzled while reading it aloud in that cold office after Atlas’s death.

Because j
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