The scene unfolded like a play, meticulously staged and devoid of genuine emotion. The opulent penthouse suite, usually buzzing with activity, was eerily silent, the only sound the hushed whispers of the lawyers and assistants hovering in the background. It was a stage set for a transaction, a deal brokered not with hearts but with assets and power.I stood in the shadows, a silent observer, my presence unnoticed and, frankly, unwanted. Liam had dismissed me earlier, his eyes filled with a weariness that mirrored my own. "Stay out of sight, Kayla," he had said, his voice strained. "This doesn't concern you."But I couldn't stay away. Curiosity, a morbid fascination, and a strange, unsettling feeling of… something I couldn't quite name had drawn me to the edges of the scene. I told myself it was professional interest, a need to understand the dynamics at play, but deep down, I knew it was something more personal, something far more complicated.And then she arrived. Qing Lin Young. The
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