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CHAPTER 60: POWERFUL ADMIRER

Penulis: Lizzy Fash
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-24 19:06:32

CIARA

"Ciara, darling," Carlista murmured, gesturing with her espresso spoon toward the reception lobby. "I know we’ve spent the last twenty-four hours mapping a multi-billion-pound infrastructure conspiracy involving my unhinged family, but I believe our primary logistical bottleneck at this exact moment is sitting in Mary’s inbox."

I didn't answer immediately. I tapped my fingers against the keyboard, pulling up the real-time security logs for the executive floor.

"Louis," I said into my wire
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