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57. The Poisened Heir

Penulis: Monica Wild
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-12-01 18:16:28

Cassel Mansion became an emergency headquarters as soon as Alexander was found unconscious in the dining room, his mouth foaming, his breathing almost stopped. Damian had been in the hospital since that night—his face tense, his eyes dark, his jaw clenched.

As soon as Alexander was declared comatose, the news spread like wildfire.

And Clarisse?

Gone.

Gone from the house, her traces meticulously cleaned up.

Damian stared at Reo’s report with red eyes.

“She was helped by her family,” Reo said.
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