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Just then, the doors to the court swung open and a warrior stepped in, quickly lowering himself to one knee. “My Alpha,” he said urgently. “We have reports of a suspected magic user around the east border. The user was able to bring down the border gates but we are unable to identify him.” “Time to find out if you are truly worth keeping alive,” Cassian said, his gaze locking on mine. “We leave now.”

But his next words are for her as much as for the room. “Any verification request issued from now on is treated as hostile until proven otherwise.” Elaine nods. “Understood.” Julian studies the fragment. “If Patricia’s phrases appear in verification guidance, not only correction declarations, then she helped design more than the outcome. She helped design the doorway.” Daniel’s eyes sharpen. “Find the guidance.” “I am searching,” Elaine says. Tyler sends one more line. Ask why verification always came before correction, not after. The study stills. Elaine repeats it softly. “Before correction.”

“Daphne, stay still!” Verity complained, her face contorted in a grimace of concentration as she painted my lips “Do you want to go to this festival with your makeup all smudged?” “I know, I know…” my mumbling could barely be understood, but even so, the instant Verity turned to dip her brush in more pigment, I gave one last read to the report that was on my lap, before turning to Gwendolyn.

"For Kate's year-end bonus this year, let's just give her 500 dollars to keep up appearances." My boss' nonchalant conversation with the accountant drifts through the half-closed break room door. "500 dollars? But Mr. Ribeiro, she's our top salesperson this year," the accountant reminds Rupert Ribeiro cautiously. "The new guy, Carter Stevens, just closed a small deal, and you just approved a 5,000-dollar bonus for him…" Rupert scoffs. "You don't get it. Carter's a man—a rising star. You have to throw money at him to bring out his killer instinct. "As for Kate, she's a 40-year-old woman. She's old. Even if she leaves us, who's going to want her? Giving her 500 dollars is already doing her

"Don't break the law if you don't want to get caught, Mr. Lewis. You were the one who said the finance director helped you dodge three million in taxes during the annual dinner. "I've got a good memory. I just made a quick call to the tax authorities to help you double-check. Looks like those tax-saving strategies of yours weren't exactly legal." William completely panicked. He disregarded his dignity as the boss and hurried over to make peace with me. "Let's talk it out. There's no need to take it this far when we're all family. I'll give you your year-end bonus. How does half a million sound?" I turned away in disgust. "It's too late. You didn't seem to recall that we're family when you br

“Veronica is coming.” ‘So that is her name... Veronica.’ Felix thought to himself, he did not felt the slightest of fear and worry of what Cassiopeia has said. He felt excited and thrilled to meet the woman, even on the fact that she will come to destroy them. He felt to himself that he wants to claim the woman as hers. And take what he wants. All his life he always believed and knows that, he can have whatever he wants no matter what it takes.

Footsteps approached from the hallway. Verity appeared in the doorway, dressed to leave. Jeans, heels, a top that suggested confidence rather than innocence. “Going somewhere?” Eleanor asked without looking up from the document in her lap. “Study session,” Verity replied lightly. “Exams.” “With whom?” “My boyfriend,” Verity said casually, adjusting her earrings in the reflection of the nearby mirror. “He’s tutoring me.” Eleanor lifted her gaze slowly. “Boyfriend?” Verity shrugged. “It’s not a crime.”

"You can't possibly be involved with her! Her life is a absolute disaster, mister, and she will drag you down with her!" "If you don't believe us, check the pack archives!" Verity snarls, clutching her bruised wrist. "Her face is plastered across every scandal sheet in Sterling City! She is a disgraced troublemaker who sells her body to the highest bidder! Stay away from her!"

' Verity exclaimed as the play was still on going. Vera watched intently because the second chance mate of the Luna in the play hurt her mistakenly, thus creating a complicated misunderstanding. Grumpy grandpa was on his knees right now as he resolved to clear the misunderstanding. 'I don't know why but my mind is picturing Alpha Rhayghar in the second chance mate's place.' Verity sighed as Vera's eyes popped out. 'Why did you even get that thought, Verity. Rhayghar was a good fúck but—'

So I double down. I slip into Veronica’s office while she’s out. The safe is coded, but the files on her desk aren’t. I take photos of anything with Hannah’s name, anything that looks like it could bruise. Letters from charities she used to support. Notes from society wives who “express concern.” Half-formed drafts of speeches about grace and forgiveness. All of it can be bent, twisted. When Veronica catches me, I already have my excuse ready: “I was looking for reassurance. Don’t you care what she’s doing to him?”