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CHAPTER 75

Author: ARPAN PORAME
last update publish date: 2026-04-04 20:30:08

The Iron Empress of Thorne

Dust and granite debris from the Gauthier & Fils Bank building still filled the cold Zurich air.

The elite rescue team of the Thorne Group, led by Leo Vance whose face was covered in burn wounds, worked frantically using hydraulic laser cutters.

At a depth of fifty meters, the steel door of vault number 7 was finally breached.

However, the sight inside froze everyone in their tracks.

Mavric Thorne sat leaning against the dented steel wall, his body covered in white
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