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作者: Pretty Betty
last update 公開日: 2026-06-14 06:11:49

Chapter 92: Countdown

Five days.

The syndicate had moved the public announcement up again. The message had been clear and final:

**Unknown Number:** The coming-out announcement is this weekend. A press conference followed by a joint interview. Sell the perfect love story. Make the world believe it. Fail, and we release the full collection — every tape, every private moment, every tear.

The countdown was on.

The luxury apartment felt smaller with ev
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