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作者: A. Kale
last update publish date: 2026-04-29 01:38:05

Morana’s POV

Tristan’s office was different after hours. Like the machinery of someone who moved through the world and bent it to fit his requirements.

I was still wearing the navy dress from the hospital. There were bruises on both arms now. The extraction marks visible if anyone was looking close enough.

“Sit,” Tristan said as soon as I entered and I sat. There was no time for games whatsoever.

He didn’t waste time. He pulled up a document on his monitor and turned it toward me. Financial re
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