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Chapter 47: The Shadow Game 2
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18.03.2026 05:43:00Élianor
They don't know I'm here. For now. Rumors about "the Hammond heiress" must have reached them, but my maiden name is buried, and Hammond means nothing to them. They must be speculating too. Maybe hoping for a windfall. Maybe my father already imagines a lucrative consulting contract. Maybe my mother dreams of exhibiting artists in a future cultural center funded by this benefactress.
They don't know the benefactress is their daughter. The daughter the
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MarcusLondon. My office. Those wide windows overlooking the river, always gray, always streaked with cold light that warms nothing. Rain traces its slow, oblique paths on the glass, distorting the city lights that flicker on one by one. I look at them without seeing them. A glass of American whiskey rests forgotten in my hand. I'm not drinking. I'm not here.I am five years in the past. In a hotel room, somewhere in a provincial town whose name I have forgotten. A stopover. Just a stopover.I close my eyes. Tighter. There, it's clearer.I see the lobby again, the thick carpets, the smell of wax and nostalgia. I had dined alone. Had a drink at the deserted bar. A woman, alone too, a little apart. I had barely noticed her. She was… curvy. Not the kind I usually encounter here. But she had a presence. A way of holding her glass, of gazing into space. Absorbed. Intense. A dark, simple dress. Chestnut hair in soft waves.I went up to bed. My head full of numbers, clauses to negotiate the
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