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Chapter 125: Boss, Miss Lyra is here to see you

作者: Amira Lights
last update 公開日: 2026-06-28 20:28:48

"I need to reach Damien," she said, trying to keep her voice steady. "It's urgent. Where is he?"

"Mr. Nightbane is in a meeting at the moment," Marcus said carefully. "A very important one. He's unable to be disturbed."

"I need to know when he'll be done," Lyra said. "And what his plans are after the meeting. Can you find out?"

"I can certainly ask, Miss Lyra, but I'm not certain..."

"What time will you be leaving the office?" she cut him off, desperation creeping into her voice. "I need to kno
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