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Chapter 36: Five Years Later

Author: Evve
last update publish date: 2025-12-24 21:47:26

Aurora Vale was a ghost. "Ariane Rousseau" was a myth.

The woman standing in the center of the vast, sun-drenched hôtel particulier that now served as the Maison AVA headquarters was, to the world, simply "Madame."

Five years.

Five years had passed since she had made the deal with the New York investors. Five years since she had, with Elias as her shield, begun to build her fortress.

The attic was a distant, feverish memory. The "unwell" woman, the one with the black, jagged, hacked-off hair, w
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Sandy Jo
The age of the child is wrong if this is 5 years later
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Chandra Anand
seven - the boy should by seven years old
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Chandra Anand
yes it should be seven years
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