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Chapter 132

Author: Jane Samuel
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-08 00:00:04

Eliot's POV

Gone?

"What do you mean gone? She's gone where?" I questioned, staring at the one that uttered the words. Her gaze skeptical as she stepped forward.

"Well, Madam came down this morning and went out without breakfast."

"Breakfast? Then maybe she went to work." I said, refusing to think any further. "S-she probably went there to see if things were... good I guess. She went to work."

"But sir, she asked us to move out her stuff." The staff pressed, staring back at me. "This is all hers sir. They're moving it out. It looks like... She's moving out."

What?

No.

No.

Why would she do that? Why would she move her things from the bedroom and just... Move out ??

My eyes followed the packed boxes. Noting two familiar luggage ones amongst them, "I saw that yesterday," I muttered, moving immediately to them. My hands holding them like I had done last night before going into the study and seeing her on the floor. "This is hers. They're both... All of these here belongs to her?" I turn
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