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Chapter 59

Author: DGorgeous1
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-11 00:01:42

The war table was iron and ancient, pulled from the wreckage of a cathedral fire once blamed on rebels but likely orchestrated by one of them.

Around it now sat six of the most dangerous people still breathing.

Cristiano Marchesi leaned forward, forearms braced, gaze sharp. His face had the stillness of a man who had killed before breakfast and had no issue doing it again after dinner.

Next to him, Amaru Dell spun a black pen slowly between his fingers. His silence was never idle—it was observation sharpened to a blade.

Julian Cristoff stood against the back wall, arms folded, face unreadable but itching. He was a man too proud to be seated, too volatile to be ignored.

Isolde Beretti—flawless, ageless, venom in a velvet sheath—was the only one smiling. She alone had betrayed Giorgio without flinching and lived to see his heir become a force of reckoning. And now, she wanted a piece of the final ruin.

Ciro Val

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