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Chapter 9: The Lawyer's Visit

Author: Zàbel
last update publish date: 2026-02-01 00:11:03

The call came two days after Maribel's visit.

I was making coffee, actually making it this time, not throwing expensive lattes in the trash when my phone rang. Unknown number. I almost didn't answer, but something made me pick up.

"Miss Arkwright?" The voice was warm, familiar, like coming home after a long journey. "It's Whitmore. Whitmore Blackmoor."

My chest tightened. I gripped the counter to steady myself.

"Mr. Whitmore," I managed, my voice catching. In my first life, I'd taken him for gr
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I am really enjoying this book! I’m so glad Sera has a second chance at revenge and finally being happy like she deserves.
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