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Chapter 111: The Golded Cage of Mayfair (Part 1)

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[The Gilded Cage of Mayfair]

London in January was a city of grey silk and wet cobblestones, a place where the shadows weren't cast by mountains, but by centuries of inherited power. Here, the air didn't smell of pine and gunpowder; it smelled of expensive tea, damp wool, and the cold, metallic scent of old money.

Panni stood at the window of a discreet flat in Chelsea, watching the black cabs hiss through the rain. She was no longer wearing the silver silk of the Carpathians. She wore a tailored navy suit and a pair of spectacles—a costume designed to make her look like an anonymous wealth manager. But beneath the fabric, the scar on her shoulder throbbed, a phantom ache that reminded her she was a ghost in a city of predators.

"The invitation arrived," Jinyan said, stepping into the room.

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