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Chapter 88: Your Greed

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James rubbed his sore hand as he closed the bar for the night. The knuckles were still swollen from Damien’s punch earlier, but he forced himself not to wince in front of the workers.

“Lock the back door tight,” James ordered one of the bartenders. “And make sure the cash is counted twice. I don’t want stories tomorrow.”

“Yes, sir,” the boy replied quickly, hurrying off.

James walked slowly to the CCTV room at the end of the corridor. From the outside, it looked like a small office, nothing important. But inside, it was where he kept the one thing Damien must never know about.

Every guest believed Damien’s private suite had no cameras. Damien himself believed it. But that was a lie. During the last renovation, James had worked secretly with Selene to hide a small camera in the chandelier. Damien thought it was just decoration, but it was their eye in the sky.

James sat down, turned on the monitors, and replayed what had happened tonight. His lips tightened as he watched Damien’s
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