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Chapter Thirty-Four: Push For Halsey

Author: Manuel
last update publish date: 2026-06-17 05:54:51

Lucian’s POV

I look at the message for a long time.

My father has now sent me three messages from this number. The first one told me I had made Selene everyone’s problem. The second told me to consider it his last contribution. And now this, at quarter past ten at night, when I am sitting alone in my study trying to find the bottom of a day that keeps adding depth.

The two recused council members. I know who replaced them. You want it to be Halsey. Push for Halsey.

I do not know how he knows wh
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