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Chapter 32: A taste of memory

作者: Kesi King
last update 公開日: 2026-06-12 21:42:48

Serena’s POV

I enlarged the documents.

Read them again.

And suddenly sat upright.

No.

That couldn't be right.

I spent the next couple of minutes staring at the shipment documentation from every possible angle, convinced I had missed something obvious. But the conclusion remained the same.

Someone at Rhodes Incorporated had approved a routing decision that could cost the company millions.

Between storage fees, insurance increases, contract penalties, and customs delays, the shipment was practica
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