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Chapter 16: “Whispers Between the Walls”

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last update publish date: 2025-08-04 23:05:09

The morning sun spilled through the arched windows of the Musk estate’s grand dining room, catching on polished silverware and bone-white china. The long table was set to perfection…. fresh bread, imported jams, soft-boiled eggs in sculpted cups. But at the head of it all sat an odd picture.

Amara.

She swung her legs under the velvet-cushioned chair like a child barely tall enough to sit properly. A frilly pastel blouse clung to her narrow frame, mismatched with the adult pearls around her neck
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    After a moment, Amara turned around to face him. Her expression was calm, but there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes.“Why are you here?” she asked gently. “It is still office hours. You have your own company to run, your own schedule to keep. Shouldn’t you be busy somewhere else right now?”Zogo only looked at her with that same quiet, steady gaze, a faint smile touching the corner of his lips. He stood up slowly from the chair and began to walk around the office, his eyes scanning every corner, every piece of furniture, and every document arranged neatly on the shelves. This was Don Victor’s office, the old man had not contacted him directly since he had gone into hiding in the countryside, but Zogo knew well enough that Victor called Amara almost every night, checking on her, guiding her, and making sure she was safe.Amara watched him walk around, and asked again, her tone a little more curious this time. “I thought you had important meetings lined up for today. Did you cancel

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