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Chapter 117

Auteur: Author Marr
last update Date de publication: 2026-04-06 11:26:57

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Lucia finally fell asleep.

Alexandro stood in the doorway of the bedroom. He looked at his wife for a moment. His face was flat, expressionless, but his hands, clasped in his pants pockets, moved restlessly, squeezing nothing.

He closed the door slowly, then he walked to his study.

The study door opened. The lights inside were already bright. Two men were already waiting for him there.

Marco stood beside the desk, his posture as straight as usual, tablet in his hand ready with vari
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