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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

作者: Audri Anna
last update 公開日: 2026-03-03 03:44:28

KAEL'S POV

The television screen flickered with camera flashes and polished smiles as Darian stood tall and composed looking victorious with a 'Sylvie' by his side

My expression didn't change but something inside me sharpened as John stood across from my desk, tablet in hand, waiting for my instruction.

I muted the television and turned around slowly,Silence filled the room. "Explain this to me," I said calmly.

John cleared his throat. "Sir, the press is saying Darian found her himself. He anno
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