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CHAPTER 126: WHAT’S A LITTLE PERFORMANCE

作者: Cookie writes
last update 公開日: 2026-11-07 00:56:00

KADE’S POV

“It’s done. She’ll hear from them soon.”

I read the message, then locked my phone and slipped it into my pocket.

Good. One problem handled.

Now for the smaller fucking headache.

Catherine.

I stood on the front steps, staring at the door.

She’d helped him disappear, and apparently, she expected me to play along.

Fine. I’d play.

Whatever the two of them thought they were doing, they could keep at it. But if this little stunt was about getting Noah back into Luca’s arm
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