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The Search for Absolution.

Author: Preshy
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-04-24 00:31:45

~ Gideon ~

The rain had stopped. I sat in a rental car, staring at the Ravenport skyline. Helix Tower was dark. It looked like a hollow monument to my failed ambitions. My empire was a ruin, and I was sitting in a cheap sedan with soot on my hands. I looked at my phone. The headlines were still spinning about the bribe. Amara’s name was being dragged through the mud because of her father’s greed. I felt anger, but I pushed it down. She needed space to breathe.

I slowly dialed Adrian’s number an
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