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CHAPTER 95: SKIP THE PRETENSE

Author: Remi Winters
last update publish date: 2026-02-15 03:32:38

KNOX’S POV

He blinks, the picture of innocence. “I’m not sure I understand. I explained the purpose quite clearly at the beginning of the evening. Conflict resolution. Closure. An opportunity for all parties to—”

“Bullshit.”

The word is deadpan, and I see Logan’s head snap up, see Gale’s sobbing stutter into silence, see Harrison’s mask flicker for just a moment before sliding back into place.

“I beg your pardon?”

I lean back in my chair, letting a slow grin spread across my face.

“This is supp
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