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Chapter 63
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2026-08-30 19:21:00Lydia’s pov
The sharp, rhythmic tapping of Kian’s fingers against his encrypted terminal was the only sound cutting through the heavy silence of the locked war room.Outside, the mid-day sun beat down on the glass towers of the financial district, but inside, we were operating in the shadows of global finance. Damian’s physical blockade of the Suez Canal and the Strait of Malacca was a declaration of total war. He wanted a stranglehold on our physical assets to trigger a panic,
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