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Chapter 12 : Sweetest thing that kill

Penulis: L.M.Daveth
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-02 00:30:36

"What the hell did you just say?"

Mr. Whitmore's voice dropped to a dangerous edge.

He closed the gap with Killian with one step, anger radiating from him.

Killian didn't move. He didn't blink.

"I have no other explanation to give." He said simply and turned towards the exit again.

"Securities!!" Mr. Whitmore barked towards the exit.

The trained bodyguards flanking the corridor stormed the room, boots thundered collectively, vibrating marbles.

"Restrain him!"

Mr. Whitmore crossed the
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