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Chapter 17: Some Dangerous Game.
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2025-03-04 07:00:50At a ballroom, people were glowing under the light of the crystal chandeliers, as different scents mixed together.
The elites in New York had come together, dressed to impress and also to Converse, mostly with ulterior motives.Roxanne was already getting used to these kinds of gatherings. But tonight, something felt off.There was this tension in the air, something she could not quite place.Her husband was beside her with his tailored black suit enhancing his sharp features.His presence commanded respect, and yet, she could feel that even he was on guard tonight.She stood close to him more, as she looked around.That was when she saw them.Devian and Reina.She felt fidgety but tried to remain calm. She can't let them see her like that.Ciel turned his head slightly when he noticed her attitude. “Relax,” he said quietly.“They are not worth your sweat.”She did not reply.
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