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Chapter 27: When Masks Slip

Author: Jasmine Sheng
last update publish date: 2025-12-24 07:45:13

Rachel’s POV

The last time I stood at the gates of the Parker estate, I still lived there.

Now, I was just another shadow among the catering staff.

Getting in wasn’t easy. George had warned me against it, told me it was reckless. But I couldn’t stay away. Not when it was Amber’s birthday. Not when the thought of he

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