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0045: It's A Trap

Author: FlyingDove
last update Last Updated: 2025-10-11 04:45:59

JULIUS’S POV

I froze. “A note?”

She nodded, still crying. “Yes. It had your handwriting and your scent. I swear, Julius, I thought you wanted this.”

My mind went blank for a moment. Then it hit me like a punch to the gut. Someone had set us up. Someone wanted Angela and my mother to catch us together.

But who would do something like that? And why tonight, of all nights?

As Kimberly sat there sobbing quietly, I could only stare at the floor, my hands clenched into fists. Whoever did this, whoever destroyed everything between Angela and me, was going to regret it.

I threw on the first shirt I could grab, barely buttoning it as I ran out of the room. My heart was pounding in my chest, not just from panic but from sheer desperation. I couldn’t let her walk away like that, not again. Not like this.

I sprinted down the hallway, ignoring the curious stares from a few servants I passed. The moment I reached the end of the corridor, I heard faint music and laughter echoing from the party hall.
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