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Chapter 162 I Am the Hunter

مؤلف: Angela Noir
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The half-hour ultimatum had been delivered. What remained now was the internal power struggle and negotiation among the factions within the conglomerate—the desperate scrambling of executives who had been caught off guard, the frantic phone calls to lawyers and fixers, the hushed arguments behind closed doors about how much they could afford to concede. Avery pulled the heavy alloy door of the consultation hall shut behind her and stepped out alone to clear her head. The air in the corr

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