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The Father's Betrayal

Penulis: Amaya
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-16 14:46:09

Chapter 17

Valen Ravaryn.

I stared at the name on the screen so long it stopped looking like letters and started looking like something else entirely — an accusation, maybe, or a door swinging open onto a room I wasn't ready to walk into.

"That's not possible." Caius said it flat, immediate, the exact tone he'd used the first night I met him. "My father wouldn't do this."

"Caius, it's right there. His own code—"

"I know what's on the screen." His voice cracked, just slightly, around the e
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