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Chapter 54

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Nadia’s POV

“I'm inviting Greg to the ball,” Varic suddenly said to my surprise.

I arched my brow. “Are you serious? Do you have any plans?”

He huffed something that might’ve been a laugh. “He is probing us.” He began then paused observing me.

“Greg is already making moves behind the scenes. He’s sent a message to the border patrol, asking them to prepare for a potential shift in leadership. He’s ready to make his play. So why don't I invite him and observe him so I can unmask his spies.” He explained and I understood what his plan was.

I exhaled. “So you want to set a trap for him I see.”

“Yes that's it.” Varic nodded his head as he stepped toward me then, closer than I expected. His expression shifted something gentle.

Now he turned, his eyes scanning my face carefully. “How are you?” He asked with concern in his voice.

“I'm feeling better thank you,” I said with a grateful smile on my face. I was feeling much better now and my injuries were healing fast while the fever had gone
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