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Chapter 4: The Blackwell Name

Author: May Che
last update publish date: 2026-06-28 20:20:30

Adrian arrives at Blackwell Group forty minutes after Julian sends his reply, and by then the article has already entered the building before him.

He feels it in the lobby before anyone says a word. The reception staff greets him with the same polished respect as always, but their eyes move too quickly from his face to their screens. Two junior executives near the elevators stop speaking the moment he crosses the marble floor. A security guard straightens as if Adrian has caught him doing somet
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