CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREEInside a dimly lit room, an elderly woman sat behind a massive desk. She was in her mid-eighties, her face lined with age but her eyes still sharp and commanding.In her hand, she held a small pill, and right beside her stood a cup of water. A maid stood nearby with her head bowed low, waiting silently for her to take the medication.The old woman threw the pill into her mouth, took a quick sip of the water, and dropped the cup back onto the desk with a dull thud.Before the maid could even move to take the cup away, a sharp knock came through the door."Come in," the woman said, her voice dry and authoritative.The heavy door opened, and a man dressed in a sharp black tuxedo walked into the room. His expression was tight with panic."Ma, you have to see this," he said, stepping quickly toward the desk.The woman raised her head, her brow furrowing as the man held out a digital tablet for her to look at. On the screen, a video was playing. It was a video
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