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Chapter 80: Too Late

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Noah didn't wait for another word. He was already moving, walking fast toward the exit. He didn't look back at Lydia, and he didn't care that his guards were scrambling to keep up. His face was a mask of cold, sharp focus.

Lydia stood in the doorway, watching him go. She didn't look worried, and she didn't look surprised. "This is exactly what I warned you about, Noah," she said, her voice calm and chilling.

Noah didn't even turn his head. He didn't give her the satisfaction of an argument.
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