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Chapter Fifty Two
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2025-07-06 23:55:00Richard's POV
It started with a small smile.The first time Zane walked into my office, he barely looked up from the stuffed dino he had tucked under his arm. But by the third visit, he was already tugging at the corner of my suit jacket, asking if I had any more of “those minty candies” I kept in the drawer.I didn’t know when it started exactly, the way he grew on me.Maybe it was the way he lit up when Camilla walked into the room. Maybe it was the way h
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