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Chapter 67: The Serpent’s End

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The morning sun over Metro City was a pale, cleansing light, washing away the shadows of the "Serpent’s Vendetta." The ruins of the Connors Estate, once a symbol of an untouchable empire, now looked like what they truly were: a graveyard of broken ambitions and forgotten ghosts.

In the secure courtyard of the Krauser Kartel Headquarters, a high-security transport vehicle was idling. This wasn't a standard city transport; it was a "Next Gen" containment unit, reinforced with the same "S

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  • Who's The Loser Heir?   Chapter 70: The Vanishing Janitor

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  • Who's The Loser Heir?   Chapter 67: The Serpent’s End

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  • Who's The Loser Heir?   Chapter 66: The Duel of the Disciples

    The capture of Kitana Lee at the Vance Docks should have been the end of the "Serpent’s Vendetta." But as she sat in the reinforced holding cell of the Krauser Kartel’s secure facility, her hands bound in high-tensile suppression cuffs, she didn't look like a defeated woman. She looked like a predator who had simply changed the location of the kill."You think you’ve won, Jade?" Kitana asked, her voice a low, mocking whisper as Jade stood on the other side of the reinforced glass. "You brought an army to a knife fight. You used the 'Old Guard' to hide your own weakness. You’re still just the little girl who hides behind a screen while others bleed for her."Jade didn't flinch. Her face was a mask of cold, diamond-hard resolve. "The 'army' is my family, Kitana. Something you threw away the moment you chose Jackson Connors over the Dragon's Lair.""Family is a cage," Kitana hissed. "Jackson was the only one who saw me for what I truly was—a weapon. And you… you’re just a shadow of Gorda

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