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Chapter 26

Author: Chie
last update publish date: 2026-05-01 19:17:12

Vincent didn’t go to work. He stayed in his study, the door closed, phone on the desk, the crumpled report now flattened and placed neatly in front of him. He had read it five times hoping the wording would change but it hadn’t. The dates hadn’t changed either. It was still two weeks. He leaned back in his chair, staring at nothing in particular.

Then finally—he reached for his phone.

“Get me everything on her schedule for the past month,” he said the moment the line connected.

A pause.

Then—

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