They met in a small function room inside a boutique hotel in Parramatta. The place was quiet. No cameras lined the hallway, and no front desk clerks cast lingering looks. Hans had chosen the venue, while Damian paid in cash—no names attached.Gwen arrived first alongside Hans, sitting across from each other at a round table. Sienna sat beside Gwen, still trapped in Gwen's body and clad in modest attire. Yet this time, something fundamental had shifted—her eyes were no longer hollow; they burned with conscious awareness.The door swung open, and Damian stepped inside.He wore a black button-down shirt without a tie, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, featuring a simple yet expensive watch on his left wrist. His stride was steady and composed—a stark contrast to his past self, whose steps had always been rushed, anxious, and plagued by the constant fear of being cast aside.Sienna turned her head, her gaze locking onto him—the dark gray-wavy hair, the gentle eyes, and the mole on his
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