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Chapter 233: A Message From Hell

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last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-04-28 23:59:13

[David's POV]

The scotch was a 2018 Macallan, and I was on my second pour when the phone rang.

Not my personal cell phone — the landline in my study. The one almost no one had the number for. I looked at the handset on the desk, frowning. Lily had gone home to rest. The press conference had exhausted her — or rather, her performance of exhaustion had exhauste

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