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Chapter 31: Performance

Author: Char Velove
last update publish date: 2026-04-07 08:00:00

I don’t slow as I approach him.

If anything, my steps become more deliberate, more controlled. By the time I reach Vance, my expression is already in place. Soft. Composed. Perfect.

“Darling,” I say lightly, like nothing is wrong, like I didn’t just uncover the truth behind my own death.

His hand wraps around my arm instantly. Too tight. Possessive.

“You’re back,” he says, voice steady but strained underneath. “You didn’t answer your
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  • Reborn: Make Them Pay   Chapter 31: Performance

    I don’t slow as I approach him. If anything, my steps become more deliberate, more controlled. By the time I reach Vance, my expression is already in place. Soft. Composed. Perfect. “Darling,” I say lightly, like nothing is wrong, like I didn’t just uncover the truth behind my own death. His hand wraps around my arm instantly. Too tight. Possessive. “You’re back,” he says, voice steady but strained underneath. “You didn’t answer your phone.” I glance down at his hand before meeting his eyes again. “I told you I had a business trip. Meetings ran longer than expected.” His jaw ticks. He remembers. But he doesn’t know where I went. Good. “For a couple of days?” he presses, trying to sound casual. I shrug slightly. “Things changed. Opportunities don’t wait, Vance.” His grip tightens for a fraction of a second before easing. His gaze flicks

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