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chapter 34

Penulis: Arbest Savage
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-06-13 18:02:06

Lyara’s POV.

It was already evening.

The Ashworth Heights office lights were on, but the sun still bled orange through the glass walls. 7:43 PM. The kind of hour when the city outside started to glow and the building got quiet.

I pushed the door open with one hand, a folder in the other. My heels ached. My eyes burned from the flight. Stone King’s jet, then two back-to-back meetings.

I just wanted ten minutes of quiet.

I didn’t expect Adrian.

He was sitting in the leather chair by my window.
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