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Chapter 14: The Snake’s Venom
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2026-07-16 08:52:08
King Great Authors Note: Oh no! The enemy has bypassed the estate's high security. Who is the spy inside the Romano mansion? Could it be one of Marco’s trusted guards, or is Luca playing a much darker game than he lets on? What do you think Julia should do next? Vote with your Power Stones and leave a comment below—I read and appreciate every single one of your thoughts!
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