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Chapter 105: Meeting with James

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last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-12-17 20:10:31

James arrived at Transcorp just after midday, his mood already simmering beneath a tightly controlled exterior.

The glass-fronted building towered above him, gleaming and calm, a sharp contrast to the storm brewing inside his chest. He barely acknowledged the receptionist as he walked through the lobby, his strides long and purposeful, his jaw set.

He didn’t need to announce himself. At this point, confrontation had become inevitable.

He spotted Sarah just as she stepped out of the building’s revolving doors, flanked by her security detail. She was dressed impeccably, as always, her posture relaxed, her attention momentarily on her phone as Ella murmured something beside her.

“Sarah!” James called sharply.

She paused.

Before she could even turn fully, her two bodyguards stepped forward in perfect unison, blocking James’ path. Their presence was overwhelming, tall, broad-shouldered, eyes cold and assessing.

James instinctively flinched, halting his steps. The air around them felt sudde
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