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88. The Silent Ruins Among Us

Penulis: Monica Wild
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-12-18 15:25:55

Damian’s situation.

At the hotel.

Spring was slowly stirring outside the window of the hotel where Damian was staying. Rain had been falling since dawn, wetting the glass balcony that opened onto the city. Damian had just finished a meeting with Moreau-Europe investors when he returned to his office.

His cell phone was not on his desk.

Damian’s eyebrows tightened. “Where’s my phone?”

Viona stood up too quickly—too nervously. “I just... took it because it kept vibrating. I was afraid it would d
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