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CHAPTER 189

مؤلف: ARPAN PORAME
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The Ritual of the Ruler

The marble floors of Ashwood Manor felt cold as ice beneath Mavric Thorne’s tactical boots.

The great hall was filled with the scent of beeswax candles and the sharp tang of hospital antiseptic a contradiction that perfectly mirrored the state of its inhabitants: grandeur that was slowly rotting away.

Mavric stood firm, his hand still gripping his weapon, while beside him, Liora Valerius remained alert, her tactical tablet linked directly to the mansion’s internal netw
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  • THE BILLIONAIRE HIDDEN BRIDE: Reborn for Revenge    CHAPTER 189

    The Ritual of the RulerThe marble floors of Ashwood Manor felt cold as ice beneath Mavric Thorne’s tactical boots. The great hall was filled with the scent of beeswax candles and the sharp tang of hospital antiseptic a contradiction that perfectly mirrored the state of its inhabitants: grandeur that was slowly rotting away. Mavric stood firm, his hand still gripping his weapon, while beside him, Liora Valerius remained alert, her tactical tablet linked directly to the mansion’s internal network.On the second‑floor balcony, Julian Thorne Sr. looked down at them. His face was a map of wrinkles and physical suffering, yet his eyes the very same eyes as Mavric’s still burned with an authority powerful enough to crash stock markets with a single glance.“Lower your weapon, Mavric. You wouldn’t shoot your own father, would you? Especially not in front of your mother,” Julian Sr.’s voice boomed through hidden speakers, raspy yet steady.Mavric looked up, his jaw tightening. “My father

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    Battle of BloodThe drawing room of the Thorne‑Valerius Estate, once a symbol of Swiss aristocratic grandeur, had been transformed into a deadly boxing ring. Dust swirled in the swaying light of the chandelier, casting a terrifying atmosphere. In the center of the room stood two men with identical facial features, both breathing heavily. Mavric Thorne, his white shirt now stained with blood and dust, glared at Julian Jr. with pure, unbridled hatred.Julian Jr. grinned an expression that mirrored exactly the way Mavric himself smiled while plotting the ruin of his corporate enemies. He twirled his tactical dagger with practiced ease. “You move slower than your training records suggest, Brother. Has a comfortable married life with Liora made your muscles soft and weak?”Mavric did not rise to the taunt. He dropped into a low stance, his eyes never leaving the movement of Julian Jr.’s shoulders. “You are nothing but data on paper, Julian. You were raised and trained in a controlled

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    The Half-TruthDawn had not yet broken over the London skyline, but inside the main laboratory of Thorne Manor, the space glowed brighter than midday. Liora Thorne sat upright, her fingers dancing across a transparent keyboard with the precision of a neurosurgeon. Beside her, Mavric stood like an

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