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Chapter 19.First Fight

last update Date de publication: 2025-12-02 01:39:38

Elara’s words hung between them, thin and sharp in the hallway air.

Adrian didn’t respond immediately. He just stood there, posture rigid, eyes still fixed on the corridor where Clarissa had disappeared. Ethan scanned the surrounding hall before stepping closer, murmuring something too low for Elara to catch. Whatever it was, Adrian nodded once.

Then he finally spoke.

“Go to your department. Stay visible, but don’t engage.” His voice was quiet, controlled, calculated. “Ethan and I need to addre
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