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Chapter 87

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Adrian’s POV

The penthouse was a study in quiet. Only the keyboard clicks and the occasional rustle of paper broke the hush. Leo and Aria were finally asleep, but sleep felt like a luxury someone else got to keep. Not me. Not tonight.

My office had turned into a war room. Screens glowed with spreadsheets, bank transfers, encrypted threads. I ripped through transaction histories like a man looking for loose threads that would unravel an entire sweater. The vaccine was the headline, the shiny thi
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