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Chapter 138: The Announcement

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POV: Charlotte

Sebastian’s words just sat there in the quiet room.

He was standing near the middle of the long table, breathing a little heavy. He was waiting to see if his final argument actually worked on the directors. He really thought he had us trapped. He believed that even if my birth record was real, and even if the founder shares and the board seat belonged to me, Damien being sick was still a massive problem. He thought that one weakness wiped out all our
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Awwww…we gotta find out what’s making him sick! I don’t want Damien to die
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