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Chapter Seventy three

Author: Icy Angel
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-28 21:25:56

Damian sat up on the bed, running a hand through his tousled hair as Aria ended a call with trembling fingers. Her face had lost all color, and the way her lips parted slightly in shock made his brows furrow instantly.

“What happened?” he asked, his voice low and alert.

Aria swallowed. “Fiona… she was attacked.”

Damian’s eyes sharpened immediately. “What?”

“She was on her way home when someone hit her on the head. She collapsed and was rushed to the hospital,” Aria explained, her voice cracking slightly.

He threw the blanket aside, already preparing to stand. “I’ll come with you.”

“No,” Aria stopped him gently, placing a hand on his arm. “You have that urgent meeting with the Russians. You can’t miss it—this is business you’ve been handling for weeks.”

Damian hesitated, his jaw clenched. “You’re more important.”

“I’ll be okay,” she said with a soft smile, trying to calm his worry. “Fiona’s stable. I’ll go see her, and I’ll call you once I know more.”

Damian sighed, c
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