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Chapter 14: Late Night, Old Wounds

Author: Nhelahsheere
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-10-26 04:57:48

The office was dark except for the golden glow of the desk lamp. Marcelline stood by the window, sipping wine, her posture regal even in solitude. The city stretched below her like a sea of glittering stars, indifferent and cold, much like the mask she wore so effortlessly.

She had dismissed her staff early, she needed silence, clarity. The day’s summit replayed in her mind: Rowan’s simmering presence, Maxwell Gluten’s smirk, the suggestion that Odette Holdings would shine brighter if Adair Corporation steps down a bit.

Her lips curved faintly. Let Rowan stew in that.

But her thoughts were interrupted by a soft knock. Not the hesitant tap of an assistant, but firm, deliberate.

Marcelline’s brow arched. Few people dared disturb her at this hour.

The door swung open before she could even mutter a word and Rowan strode in.

He didn’t knock again, didn’t wait for permission. He entered as though the room still belonged to him, as though she still belonged to him. His coat was unbuttoned, t
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