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WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME

Author: C.E Osaghae
last update publish date: 2026-04-20 17:09:51

CHAPTER FORTY- SIX

"Elena?" Ariel's voice is concerned now. "What's wrong? Where are you..." She leans in to see. "Oh my god! De León Group? Elena, that's amazing! That's literally one of the most powerful companies in the world! Do you know how prestigious that is?"

But I can't share her excitement.

Because I know the truth.

This isn't a coincidence. This isn't luck.

This is Dante.

Anonymous donor, Ariel had said. Made a huge contribution specifically for this program.

He did this.

He set this
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