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Chapter 15: The Matriarch's Diamond

Author: Ruthie B
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-05-31 20:22:33

Finn’s POV

"What do you mean the transaction was declined?! Check it again! Use the other terminal!"

I screamed at the top of my lungs, slamming my fist against the cheap plastic counter of the corporate cafeteria.

The cashier, a middle-aged woman with an expression of profound boredom, looked at me like I was an irritating cockroach before sliding my plastic employee badge back across the metal tray.

"I don't need to check it again, Hartley," she said flatly, her voice echoing across the nois
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