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Chapter 319: WHO CALLED HARTWELL?

Auteur: Amira Lights
last update Date de publication: 2026-10-29 21:32:59

"Of course."

"In forty years of purchasing, I have been lied to by experts. Suppliers who swore the dye lot would match. Designers who said the sample was the production piece. I know what it sounds like when somebody is telling me less than the whole truth." She paused. "Your colleague was very polite. She said the studio was going through an ownership transition and that there was some dispute about it. She said the new owner was young and might not be staying."

Lyra felt the pen go cold in h
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