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Chapter 52

Penulis: Toria Nne
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-06-29 03:21:15

4:00pm

As the funeral service eventually proceeded into a lavish, catered reception in a grand ballroom, the air lightened, filled with the murmur of conversations and the clinking of glasses.

The façade of grief began to crack, revealing the true nature of these gatherings: networking, power plays, and the subtle repositioning of alliances.

Claudine, moved around the crowded room with a quiet grace, suddenly stopped dead. Hades followed her gaze, his eyes narrowing.

She was looking at a woman, a vibrant splash of color in the sea of black, with fiery red hair and eyes that sparkled with mischief. Svetlana.

A slow smile bloomed on Claudine’s face, a genuine, unburdened smile that Hades hadn’t seen directed at him in weeks.

Relief washed over her features, making her seem almost luminous. The Russian. Of course. This was the Svetlana she’d met at the orphanage opening, the one who was all chill and funny, the comic relief of this grim underworld, the one with gossip on everyone and ev
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