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Chapter 63: The First Thread

Author: Gift Nazz
last update publish date: 2026-04-30 17:39:46

She almost didn’t do it.

She spent two days talking herself out of it, telling herself it wasn’t her problem.

She had enough problems, she was broke, living in a room with a knocking radiator, and probably pregnant. So the last thing she needed was to start pulling at threads connected to Viktor Ashbourne.

On the third day, she decided to write down a note.

It took four drafts.

The first one was too long. She explained the whole clause, the case precedent, the exact filing process, and by the
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