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Chapter 24: Someone She Trusted

Auteur: Mahi
last update Date de publication: 2026-08-04 13:05:22

Elena stared at Robert, while David stood frozen beside her. The calm certainty in Robert's voice was somehow more unsettling than panic would have been.

"Seven years," Elena said quietly. "You've been waiting for seven years."

"Waiting," Robert corrected. "Planning came later."

"Why?" Elena asked. "What did my father ever do to you?"

Robert's expression hardened.

"My father spent fifteen years building his company," he said. "Then one decision Marco Marchetti made destroyed everything he'd wor
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