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CHAPTER FORTY : Everyone In One Room

作者: Ziri Ink
last update publish date: 2026-06-12 02:15:50

LEON’S POV

Jared Adams was standing in my entrance hall.

Not invited. Not expected. Just there, with his jacket slightly creased and his eyes doing that thing they did when he had been drinking enough to feel brave but not enough to be stupid. Fiona stood a few feet away from him, which told me the two of them had not arrived together by choice.

Carter was near the door.

He looked at me when I came in and gave a small tight shake of his head that meant he hadn’t known Jared was coming either.

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