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Fractured Lies

Penulis: Tamara Love
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-25 22:27:12

CHAPTER FORTY FOUR

Julian’s POV

The penthouse was in controlled chaos when I returned. Security personnel moved with clipped efficiency, voices low and urgent. Marcus stood near the central console, phone pressed to his ear, issuing quiet commands.

I didn’t raise my voice.

“Find her,” I said, the words calm, almost conversational, as I loosened my tie with deliberate slowness. “Every camera feed in the city. Traffic, private security, street surveillance—pull it all. I want my wife located wit
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Katy
I really don't care for her closeness to Silas nd I also don't trust him im surprised Julian does cuz Silas wants her big time might even be helping Serena I mean he switched bosses before so he can't be trusted obviously hes lying to his boss now for Serena
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