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Chapter 123

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Elena did not sleep that night.

Victory had weight. It pressed against her chest like a second ribcage, rigid and unforgiving. The board meeting replayed in fragments—faces tightening, Johann’s smile collapsing, the moment silence confirmed she had crossed a line no Lu spouse ever had before.

She had won.

And in the Lu family, winning never came without blood.

The threat arrived at dawn.

Not digital this time.

Physical.

A single white envelope lay on the marble table of the Lu residence’s breakfast room, placed there sometime between the night patrol change and the morning staff’s arrival. No seal. No name.

Inside was a folded sheet of paper and a small object wrapped in tissue.

Elena unfolded the paper first.

Congratulations on your independence.

Let us see how long it lasts.

Her breath slowed—not because she was calm, but because panic would give the sender too much satisfaction.

She unwrapped the tissue.

A silver cufflink.

Holden’s.

The one he wore only during internal Lu board fun
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