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Chapter 20: The Unsettled King

Auteur: Eric Nicole
last update Date de publication: 2026-03-17 18:28:31

Brianna followed Dawson out of his office and into the chaos of the twentieth floor.

People everywhere. Phones ringing. Conversations overlapping. The normal noise of a company that didn't know its foundations were cracking.

Dawson walked fast. She matched his pace.

"Where are we going?"

"Meeting. Third floor. You're sitting in."

"I haven't eaten."

"Eat later."

They took the stairs. Dawson didn't slow down. Brianna's legs burned by the time they reached the third floor.

The conference room was
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