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Chapter 64

Author: Ayo Ola
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-05-12 19:37:54

Alessia’s POV

The Black Guard didn't open fire when we stepped out from behind the pillar because I held the leather-bound ledger high above my head like a white flag and the lead soldier signaled for his team to lower their pulse rifles while he checked the GPS tag on the binding, and he didn't say a word as he gestured for us to follow him through the heavy steel of the Great Gate and into a pressurized lift that smelled like ozone and expensive lilies.

We descended even deeper into the bedr
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