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Chapter 105

Penulis: Anney GW
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-28 21:26:06

ELISHA’S POV

“Do they know who I am?” I asked Elijah, pulling my coat tighter as the driver held the door open.

“They know who we want them to know,” he said, climbing in beside me. “Their job isn’t to question—it’s to protect.”

I wasn’t sure if that was comforting or chilling. But then again, most things in my life had started falling into that exact category—necessary but cold. Like security cameras in Donna’s playroom. Or the team of accountants who handled Harvest Bloom’s offshore divisions.

Or now… this.

The penthouse suite overlooked central London, glass windows curving into the sky. The room was polished, sterile, sunlit. Two women in tailored suits waited by the conference table. One older, one younger. A man in dark frames stood in the corner, typing rapidly into a tablet.

“Miss… Beaumont?” the elder woman asked, standing. She didn’t offer a handshake. Just a thin-lipped smile.

I nodded.

“Welcome. Shall we?”

No pleasantries. No curiosity. No warmth. Just brutal efficiency.
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