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Chapter Eighteen: The Life He Could Not Control

Auteur: Ivy Monroe
last update Date de publication: 2026-03-27 17:40:25

In Canada, Lucien’s routine did not collapse all at once.

It unraveled slowly.

Quietly.

In ways that were easy to dismiss at first and impossible to ignore later.

He maintained structure out of habit. Woke at the same time. Dressed with the same precision. Arrived at the office before most of his staff. On the surface, nothing about him suggested disruption.

But beneath that—

Something had shifted.

Work became his refuge.

Or at least, he tried to make it one.

He extended meetings longer than ne
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