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You have a call

作者: Tryurbest
last update 公開日: 2025-08-14 16:09:09

Lyvanne's POV

The studio buzzed with pressure, fabric rustled, machines hummed, staff moving quickly as if the very floor beneath them would catch fire if they slowed down.

I stood in the center of the busy office, a storm in heels, snapping out instructions like a general in battle. It has always been like this.

Of course it's my business, I don't need anyone to tell me what to do unless I want to go bankrupt. Giving orders was a compulsory thing I can't escape, and I can't just sit on my exe
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