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Chapter 41: THE FALSE PROOFS

Author: Ava laurent
last update publish date: 2026-07-13 21:03:53

NILAH

The penthouse felt too large. I sat on the living room sofa, my leather folder placed on the glass coffee table in front of me. The panoramic windows showed the city lights flickering as evening set in, but the high view did not give me any sense of comfort. I kept looking at the silent residential elevator doors, waiting for the floor indicator to light up.

A sharp, rhythmic buzzing from the wall intercom broke the silence. I stood up, smoothing down my dress, and walked over to the secu
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