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Chapter 6

Author: Moon
last update publish date: 2026-08-07 23:59:15
CLARA

"Grab the upper backrest frame," he instructed, his tone turning crisp and pragmatic. "Not the armrest—the control joystick is on the right side, and if you bend it, the motor will lock up. Pull from the metal bar beneath the headrest."

"Understood," I said.

I stepped behind the chair, braced my bare feet firmly against the marble, and gripped the solid steel bar behind the headrest. I took a breath, leaned my body weight backward, and pulled with all the strength in my arms and back.
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