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Chapter 170 – Back To Square One

Auteur: Marie Jessette
last update Date de publication: 2026-03-03 02:12:46

Katarina’s POV The Next Morning

I was heading down the hall when I heard them.

Vittorio’s voice — low, sharp — came through the half-open door of the office.

“—they never made it back,” he said.

I stopped cold.

Valentino was pacing. “You’re saying both of them are gone?”

“Gone,” Vittorio said flatly. “The maid and the man she met.”

My heart kicked. Rosa.

I leaned closer to the doorway, careful not to make a sound.

“We had someone tail her,” Vittorio continued. “She went straight to an old par
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