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CHAPTER 118

Penulis: wandering jedi
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-02-21 23:00:42

Aurelio acted on his own and not sent a word to his father. He did not ask permission nor request clearance through the channels that his father is tightly controlling.

He even refused to listen to his father’s main man, Vittorio. He did not consult with the Valtieri advisors, the watchers and strategists that are usually moving the pieces for the Valtieri name.

For the first time in years, he acted on his own.

Because this was not business.

This was not logistics.

This was about Althea.

Since
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