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Chapter 5

作者: Soda
The heavy manor doors slammed open under sheer force. The laughter inside died instantly.

Chloe stood in front of the full-length mirror. Genevieve's sapphire tiara rested on her head. She held the hem of her gown, her eyes crinkling with smiles. Eleanor stood behind her with a glass of champagne, praise still lingering on her lips.

Arthur and Marcus sat on the leather sofa. The ice cubes in their glasses clinked softly.

Eleanor frowned when she saw Julian break in. "Julian? What is wrong with y
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    The standoff broke. The heavy air inside the chamber shattered with a dull, sickening thud.Julian hit the cold floor on both knees in front of every top-ranking capo from both sides."Underboss!" The West Coast elders cried out in horror, their faces completely gray.Julian did not care about the eyes on him. He raised his head. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked up at me. His voice shook uncontrollably. "Genevieve, I'll sign everything. The shipping lanes, the harbors, the seventy percent equity. Take it all. I only want one thing. Come home with me. Marry me.""Punish me however you want. Just come home."Beside me, Nikolai's dark eyes turned lethal. His fingers tightened around his lighter. A brutal, suffocating aura filled the room.My face remained calm. I reached over, laid my hand flat over Nikolai's tense knuckles, and gave them a light press.The icy tension under his palm broke beneath my touch.I turned slightly to the secretary behind me. "Bring the file."A signed and s

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    "Throw that West Coast collateral to the wolves. Let her take the fall for the federal freeze!"The council elder's roar ripped through the heavy oak doors of the boardroom."She was our collateral in the ceasefire. The feds want blood for a six-billion-dollar hole. Hand her over. Let the feds take her. It settles the score!"Inside the chamber, weapons racked one after another. The tension stretched tight like a drawn bowstring.I stood outside the door. My face showed nothing. I straightened the lapels of my black suit jacket.My legs had been torn open, infected, soaked in blood.Nikolai never killed me. He flew in the finest orthopedic trauma surgeons in the country to cut away the rotting flesh on my knees.He left a single standing order with every soldier under his command: anyone touches a hair on her head, they catch a bullet on the spot.Once my legs healed, I wasted no time on tears. I never pitied myself. By day, I shadowed the logistics team, memorizing the shipping algori

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    The heavy manor doors slammed open under sheer force. The laughter inside died instantly.Chloe stood in front of the full-length mirror. Genevieve's sapphire tiara rested on her head. She held the hem of her gown, her eyes crinkling with smiles. Eleanor stood behind her with a glass of champagne, praise still lingering on her lips.Arthur and Marcus sat on the leather sofa. The ice cubes in their glasses clinked softly.Eleanor frowned when she saw Julian break in. "Julian? What is wrong with you? Why are you in such a rush?"Julian did not answer.He brought the biting wind from outside with him. His eyes were bloodshot. His chest rose and fell violently.He took long strides to the table. He slammed the yellowed, crumpled paper face down onto the marble.Julian's voice was hoarse. He locked his gaze on Arthur. "Look at it. Read what it says!"Arthur's brows drew tight. He cast a cold glance at the paper. "A piece of scrap paper. You barge into the main house screaming over this?""T

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