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Chapter 54: The Sealed Room

Author: ChupiCha
last update publish date: 2026-06-26 07:23:07

(Keyla POV)

Holt glanced once around the room before opening the folder in front of him "Before the will can be read," Holt said, "we must confirm all named parties are present." Nobody answered. A chair creaked somewhere to my left.

The room he'd chosen for the preliminary meeting was the small sitting room off the library — which was probably deliberate. Nobody would mistake this room for somewhere people came to win arguments.. There were eight chairs arranged in a loose formation, a side
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