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The Request

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Chapter 120

Evelyn’s POV: The Shattered Glass

The air in the suite didn't just turn cold; it died.

One second, the hum of the high-end filtration system and the soft glow of the recessed lighting provided a thin, expensive veil of safety. The next, a heavy, mechanical thunk echoed from the bowels of the villa, the sound of the main breakers being forcibly tripped.

The darkness was absolute for a heartbeat, and then the emergency lights flickered to life. They didn't bring comfort. They bathed
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