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CHAPTER 46

Auteur: wandering jedi
last update Date de publication: 2025-12-20 14:00:27

Dominic learned about Isabelle’s visit to Althea with her fiancé even before the clinic doors had fully closed its operation.

The information reached him the way everything did now, filtered, precise, stripped of sentiment.

Enzo didn’t ease into it.

“She went inside the Devereaux’s complex. Security sought clearance first and was approved,” he said over the secure line. “Althea’s clinic. She’s still inside as of now.&

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