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Chapter 104: The Unassailable Zenith

Autor: Ruthie B
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-07-24 14:10:29

Sloane's POV

The primary interface on the master obsidian desk updated silently as the clock reached precisely fifteen minutes past eight o'clock in the evening. Within the high-altitude executive suite, the environmental controls held the climate at a cool, immaculate eighteen degrees Celsius, completely separating our sanctuary from the dense, harmattan-laden haze hanging over the capital district below.

I sat with absolute composure behind the desk, my hands resting gracefully on the dark, p
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