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Chapter 64: The Infinite Equation

Author: Ruthie B
last update publish date: 2026-07-06 02:38:15

Jessica’s POV

The dusk descended upon with the heavy, majestic slow-burn of a tropical sunset, spilling bands of deep amber and bruised violet across the wide stone terraces of our estate.

I stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass panel of my private sanctuary, holding a clean crystal tumbler of chilled water.

On my low mahogany desk inside the gallery, the primary command console remained completely dark.

"David, are the evening synchronization protocols active?" I asked, speaking clearly toward
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