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Author: Pretty Betty
last update publish date: 2026-08-03 07:38:28

**Chapter 52: Public Storm**

The clink of crystal and low murmur of elite conversation in *Le Jardin d’Or* shattered like fine glass the moment Asher Brownish’s voice cut through the air.

“Chloe!”

Heads turned. Silverware paused mid-air. Chloe’s fork slipped from her fingers, clattering against the bone-china plate. Across from her, Alvin Jake went utterly still, his hand tightening around the stem of his wine glass until the crystal threatened to snap.

Asher stood two tables away, frozen in th
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