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CHAPTER 23

Autor: ~Daisy
last update Data de publicação: 2026-09-12 05:11:58

ELVINA’S POV

I arrived at the Thornridge’s mansion hours later, in order to complete the formal process of the Contract

The signature line on the final page of the executive contract was smooth, bold, and entirely mine.

I set the Montblanc pen down on Arthur’s vast, dark mahogany desk, watching the black ink dry against the heavy bond paper.

The title sat prominently near the top of the header: *Chief Medical Director – Thornridge Community Trauma & Research Center.*

Across the desk, Arthur
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