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CHAPTER 40 — The Weight That Wouldn’t Let Go

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The Baek family estate sat on the hill overlooking the city a mansion of glass and polished stone, cold lights shining through wide windows.

Inside, everything felt too clean.

Too quiet.

Baek Doyun walked down the long hallway, the sound of his shoes clicking against marble echoing like he was alone in a museum.

Hyun, the bodyguard, followed a step behind before stopping at the foot of the stairs.

“Young master, shall I prepare dinner?”

Doyun shook his head.

“No.”

“Then… should I inform the Cha
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