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89. Bitter Monster

Auteur: Shiroi_Nami
last update Dernière mise à jour: 2025-07-06 13:46:05

“Where the fuck is Jude?!” Elliot’s voice thundered across the marble floors of Riggs Mansion’s grand living room, making the chandelier above tremble ever so slightly.

Yousef flinched but held his composure. “He left a single encrypted message before going completely dark. Said he’d been compromised. He’s shut down all links—even the inner circle can’t reach him.”

“Damn it!” Elliot’s fist slammed into the armrest of his chair, the crack echoing like a gunshot.

“What about the witch?” Stella snapped, her sharp voice slicing through the tension.

“Jude was our only connection to her,” Yousef said grimly. “No one else knows her location. Without him, we’ve lost the trail.”

Stella moved toward Elliot like a snake drawn to heat. She slid her hands across his tense shoulders, kneading the muscle beneath. “Breathe, love. Jude is loyal. He wouldn’t vanish unless he had to. He’s protecting you—this is his way of shielding you from fallout.”

She glanced at Yousef. “Isn’t that right?”

Yousef nod
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