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Chapter 77 – The Setup

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She had no idea whether she had just saved him—

or painted a target on them both.

The mansion felt too quiet the next morning.

Not peaceful.

Watchful.

Mia stood by the window in her room, sunlight cutting across the floor in sharp lines. Guards rotated below. Security had doubled after the last attempt. Mark had personally overseen it.

He hadn’t questioned her again about the call.

That almost made it worse.

He trusted her.

And she had lied.

Her phone buzzed.

Unknown number.

Her stomach dropped
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