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CHAPTER 33

Autor: Flasky
last update Data de publicação: 2026-03-12 00:46:51

Adam's POV

I'd spent my whole life reading people.

It was a survival skill, learned young. My father's moods shifted like weather—sunny one moment, violent the next. I learned to watch for the signs. The tightening of his jaw. The way his eyes went flat. The seconds of silence before the storm.

By the time I was ten, I could predict his rages before he felt them coming.

That skill had served me well in business. I could spot a lie before it left someon
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