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Chapter 26: Gregory's Fall

Author: Mayummie
last update publish date: 2026-03-16 09:34:20

Two years passed—quietly, yet relentlessly.

In a sleepy coastal town far from the buzz of cities and cameras, Caliste Winslow no longer existed. In her place lived Cassy Moore, a soft-spoken woman who worked the morning shift at a humble diner and spent her evenings reading by the sea.

Gone were the designer gowns, the glittering galas, and the weight of a powerful surname.

Here, she had peace.

A quiet house with white curtains that danced with the breeze, a small garden that bloomed under her
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