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CHAPTER 42: CLASHING THRONES

作者: NIQ
last update 最終更新日: 2025-05-28 07:30:55

DAMON'S POV

Four long years had slipped by like a relentless tide, each one washing away any hope I had of peace with my father. Now, I sat in the sterile, overly bright office, my eyes fixed on him yet somehow seeing nothing. His voice, harsh and insistent, rolled over me like an unwelcome storm. Once again, he was lecturing me, his endless monologue about responsibility, legacy, and the burden of leadership grinding into my nerves like a rusty gear.

I could barely stand it. The way he still tried to control every inch of my life, as if I were some child incapable of making my own choices, was infuriating beyond words. My irritation simmered beneath a calm surface, but inside, every word from his mouth was like a jab.

Just then, my secretary slipped into the room, her heels tapping softly against the polished floor, a quiet contrast to the mounting tension filling the space. Without a word, she placed a freshly brewed cup of coffee on my desk. The warm, i
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