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Chapter 77

Author: Alpha Elite
last update publish date: 2026-11-02 11:12:03

Henry

I didn’t sleep that morning.

How could I?

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the message on my phone.

Ask Luca about the woman who disappeared.

Who was she?

What had she discovered?

And why had someone gone to such lengths to ensure I knew about her now?

The threat against Arielle bothered me more than anything else.

Whoever had sent those messages knew about her. They knew she was important to me, and they were confident enough to use her as leverage.

That meant one of two things.

Either
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