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Chapter 038

Author: Dchenemi
last update publish date: 2026-06-17 19:34:03

ALEXANDER

Liam put the article on my desk at eleven in the morning without saying anything.

He just walked in, set it down in front of me, and stood there with his hands in his pockets waiting for me to look at it.

I looked at it.

The headline was clean and direct. National Excellence in Jewelry Design Competition Winner Announced. Beneath it, a photograph of the phoenix brooch in its display case, the rose gold catching the gallery lighting in a way that made the graduated garnets look like t
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