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Chapter Forty Five: A Masterpiece of Lies

作者: Amara Story’s
last update 公開日: 2026-07-20 07:16:44
“Since they all want war, the game has begun.”

Silas’s final words hung in the air like a death sentence. I held my breath behind the bedroom door.

The living room lights were dim, that I could see the long shadows across the marble floor. From where I stood through the tiny crack, I could see Silas near the floor-to-ceiling windows, one hand tucked casually into his pocket while the other rested against the back of a leather chair. Arthur stood opposite him, his suit jacket dropped over the
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Yes! Wait! Play her part? In what? Nice read though
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