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considering the impossible

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last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-07-30 00:57:16

Mr. Wolfe sat in his study, the dim light from a single lamp casting shadows on the walls. His face was hard, his expression cold, as he swirled a glass of whiskey in his hand. He hadn’t slept all night, his mind turning over the chaos that Damian had caused lately.

Across from him stood Marcus, one of his most trusted guards. Marcus had been with the Wolfe family for years, a man of few words but sharp insight. He waited patiently as Mr. Wolfe stared into his drink, his silence heavy.

Finally, Mr. Wolfe spoke, his voice low and controlled. “What should I do about Damian?” he asked, his eyes still fixed on the swirling liquid in his glass.

Marcus hesitated before answering. “What do you mean, sir?”

Mr. Wolfe looked up, his piercing eyes meeting Marcus’s. “He’s losing control,” he said sharply. “All of this—this mess—is because of a naive, young girl. A 21-year-old who has no business being in his life.”

Marcus nodded slowly, choosing his words carefully. “It’s true that Damian has cha
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