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Chapter 16: A Memory Trap

作者: Kesi King
last update publish date: 2026-05-26 01:07:53

Serena’s POV

I set my glass down slowly, fighting the urge to grin at Killian’s obvious discomfort. “My angle? Is there a problem, Killian? Was it wrong of me to suggest a dinner to appreciate our new business partners?”

Killian let out a short, disbelieving breath, a look of frustration crossing his features. He looked at me as if he were trying to read a language he used to speak but had suddenly forgotten.

I tilted my head, letting a flicker of offense touch my expression. “Did I do somethin
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