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Chapter 38: The Cover Up

Author: Alexis389
last update publish date: 2026-07-26 02:06:13

Dante stepped in fast. “Father, stop. Killian was just performing his duty as a guard. He’s sworn to protect Alessia. He acted on instinct. Nothing more.”

The words were a cover up. Dante’s voice was steady, but I saw the unease in his eyes. He was buying us time. Saving Killian’s life. The room quieted slightly. Father lowered his hand, but the rage stayed in his eyes.

Lorenzo Valenti looked at Killian with narrow eyes. He clearly sensed something was off. The “guard” was more than he seemed
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