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CHAPTER 112

Author: wandering jedi
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-02-18 22:58:22

The Valtieri estate at first hesitated but did not deny entry.

The gates opened with the slow inevitability of something that understood consequence. There were no men escorting nor weapons raised.

That was Luca’s style.

If violence came, it would not be clumsy.

Michael Devereaux stepped out of the car without assistance, after telling the driver to stopped just in front of the steps leading to the main entrance. He wore no visible weapon. That meant nothing. The absence itself was a statement.
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