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Chapter 129: The Cut Engagement

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**Adrian's POV**

Monday morning.

The foundation office.

Thorne at nine AM with his folder and his specific expression of professional neutrality that contained, this morning, something additional underneath it.

"The Serena situation," he said.

"Yes," I said.

"She's made a public statement," he said. "This morning. Before I could brief you."

He placed his phone on the desk.

I read it.

It was not long.

Six sentences.

Serena Hartwell confirming the end of her engagement to Adrian Wolfe.

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