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Chapter 126: Health Scare

作者: Mary Anthony
last update 公開日: 2026-04-29 02:24:32

The call came on a Tuesday afternoon in October, from Lucien's assistant, which was how she knew immediately that something was wrong.

Lucien did not have his assistant call Chloe. In ten years of marriage, across every complicated schedule and missed event and late flight, he had always called himself, or texted, the brief functional messages that said what needed saying without elaboration. His assistant calling her number meant he could not call himself, or had asked someone else to because
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