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Hollow Victory

Author: Pretty Betty
last update publish date: 2026-07-29 06:06:44

**Chapter 133: Hollow Victory**

The grand salon of the Le Marais hôtel particulier glowed under the soft evening lights I had personally overseen. Crystal chandeliers mixed with modern recessed lighting cast a warm, inviting radiance across the restored 18th-century space. Rich indigo velvet drapes framed the tall windows, while bold West African geometric patterns on custom upholstery added soul and depth to the classical architecture. The client, Monsieur Laurent, stood at the cent
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