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Chapter 89: The Snake in the Garden (Part 2)

作者: Noxvane
last update publish date: 2026-06-27 14:13:31

I straightened my spine. Every ounce of fury I’d suppressed for the sake of professionalism finally had a target.

"With pleasure."

The office was quiet as I stood before Chloe’s empty desk. Most people were still out or buried in their own screens. My heart was thumping against my ribs, but my hands were steady as a surgeon's.

The monitor flickered to life. Hendrick had already bypassed the password.

I didn't waste time on the document folders; Chloe wa

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