Standing before the towering glass doors of the Bureau, Sarah found herself haunted by a memory from seven years ago.Back then, Arthur Vance had practically sprinted out of these doors, clutching their marriage licenses like a child who had won the entire world. He had pulled her into his arms, kissing her face with a raw, breathless excitement, declaring to the sky that she was finally, legally his.Now, the man walking beside her maintained a distance of exactly two meters, his body language radiating a cold, clinical detachment.Sensing her gaze, Arthur cut a sideways glance at her. There was no joy, no passion—only a visceral, naked loathing that he didn't even bother to hide.Sarah’s lips curled into a faint, mocking arc. She looked back at the sign above the entrance. Seven years of devotion had begun here, and in a few minutes, it would end here.Because it was after hours, Arthur had pulled strings with the director to have staff wait for them in secret. The "Demon CEO’s" cou
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