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Chapter 112

Author: Anney GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-01 23:18:04

FLORENCE’S POV

In the strange silence Raiden left behind, it wasn’t the absence that confused me most.

It was the way Mason kept quietly stepping in to fill it.

After the paint-hurling chaos at Ormela, Mason insisted—absolutely insisted—on setting up a private security detail for me.

I fought him. I told him it was overkill. That I didn’t need a guard breathing down my neck.

But deep down, I was tired of pretending I wasn’t shaken.

And Mason—he didn’t argue. He just said, “You don’t have to notice them. Just let them notice you.”

So I agreed.

And that’s when the odd things started happening.

Small things.

First, there was a client meeting I’d been dreading for days.

It was supposed to be a two-hour drive out to a remote industrial park—forty minutes of traffic, endless highway, no coffee shops in sight.

I had already arranged for a taxi to take me back and forth, and downloaded podcasts to help me survive the trip.

But then, like magic, the morning of the meeting, an email arrived:

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