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Chapter 142

作者: Acedomvile
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THE PRODIGAL SON

~RICHARD'S POV~

The glass doors of Blackwood Industries slid open with a soft whoosh—a sound I used to associate with power, with arriving at my kingdom.

Now, it just sounded like an insult.

I stopped in the lobby, staring at the security guards who refused to make eye contact with me.

"I'm not doing this," I muttered, turning to leave. "Alistair made it clear. I'm out. Walking back in here like a petitioner is pathetic."

"It's not pathetic, Richard. It's strategic." David blo
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