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Chapter 25: “There are Camera’s Everywhere”

作者: Mich Goddard
last update 公開日: 2026-07-20 09:04:29

Clara’s POV.

Fifty-three minutes of pure, frantic chaos later, I was practically flying out of my suite.

I rushed down to the lobby, every step of my new Christian Louboutin heels echoing off the polished marble floors like the final seconds of a countdown.

My heart was still racing, partly from the lingering shock of my father’s video, but mostly because I refused to give Julian Cross the satisfaction of leaving me behind

"Good day to you, Madam. Splendid morning for it," the receptionist mu
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