Chapter 72The morning sunlight filtered faintly through the gaps between the skyscrapers, casting a cold reflection across the streets that were beginning to fill with the roar of vehicles and the hurried footsteps of pedestrians. The autumn air swept through every corner of the city, carried by strong gusts of wind that brought an icy chill to the bone.Inside a thick-glass partitioned room at the temporary detention center, Viona sat behind a small wooden table with both hands tightly clasped together. Her luxurious coat had now been replaced by a rough detention uniform. The makeup that was usually meticulously applied to her face was gone, leaving behind thick dark circles beneath her eyes and a pale complexion.Across from her, a middle-aged man in a gray suit sat with an expensive leather briefcase on the table, staring at the detention documents with a deeply furrowed brow.“Money is not a problem, Marcus,” Viona whispered demandingly, her bloodshot eyes staring sharply at the
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