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Chapter 53: The Lineage Shift

作者: Biona
last update publish date: 2026-07-31 00:23:20

The revelation of the Swiss dismissal had settled into the penthouse like heavy, static dust before a lightning strike. The legal lines were drawn, the international assets were permanently anchored, and Arthur Crestview’s final, desperate gamble had turned into his own digital execution.

I stood by the long mahogany table, my fingertips tracing the gold-stamped seal of the counter-injunction Silas had delivered. The green velvet robe pooled around my ankles, the heavy fabric doing little to co
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    The revelation of the Swiss dismissal had settled into the penthouse like heavy, static dust before a lightning strike. The legal lines were drawn, the international assets were permanently anchored, and Arthur Crestview’s final, desperate gamble had turned into his own digital execution.I stood by the long mahogany table, my fingertips tracing the gold-stamped seal of the counter-injunction Silas had delivered. The green velvet robe pooled around my ankles, the heavy fabric doing little to cool the sharp, calculating adrenaline running through my veins."You've been staring at that ledger for an hour, Lara," a deep, raspy voice cut through the quiet.I didn't need to turn around to know Xavier had stepped away from the satellite feeds in the secondary office. The sudden, suffocating weight in the air and the sharp, familiar scent of cedar and expensive wool always heralded his approach. He moved across the marble floor with the silent, predatory grace that made board members twice h

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