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I nodded before I began explaining the situation to Justin in a gentle but firm voice. "I was approached by a man three days ago. He promised me that if I managed to get my hands on Lowen Group's final document of company secrets, he would pay me a handsome reward that would last me several lifetimes.

"You had us followed." "I simply received them. How fortunate they arrived right before the wedding." Satisfaction in Catherine's voice. Maya stood, mind racing. Catherine expected her to fold, to accept the blackmail. Time to show Catherine who she was dealing with. "No," Maya said simply. Catherine's eyebrows rose. "Excuse me?" "I said no. I won't agree to your terms." Maya pulled out her phone. "Because I have something too." She pulled up the files Jessica had sent. Environmental fraud. Bribery evidence. Red Hook development scandal. And more—files Daniel had compiled from the USB drive.

She plunged her hand into the Black-Ink-Code itself. She wasn't trying to swim. She was trying to Overload the Trash-Bin. "Rhys! Zane! Kael! Twins!" she roared, her voice tearing through the boardroom's speakers in the real world. "Don't fight the deletion! EMBRACE IT! Dump every corrupted file, every broken memory, every 'Glitch' we ever had into the system at once! If we're going to the trash, we're taking the OS with us!"

"However, the price is losing your wolf, Falcon." At these words, Walter immediately collapsed to the floor, ashen. Falcon, on the other hand, looked as though I had spoken the most absurd thing. "No werewolf can ever strip the wolf from an Alpha!" "Oh, really? Well, you're in for a treat today. I'll show you what a descendant of the Moon Goddess can do." I extended my hand, pressing it to Falcon's forehead. As I began to chant an ancient, cryptic incantation, a blinding silver light exploded from my palm, enveloping him in an instant.

I asked, and she pointed over to the black car that tried to follow us out of the lot. “It looks like they got a flat from the broken-up parking lot,” Cindy said, then added. “They really need to fix that. “Yeah, they do.” I thought to myself. We got to my apartment. I dig my key out of my school bag and let my friends in. Because of family issues, I gave a small explanation that I live alone. Everything is done by me. I explained I do not have much, but it’s all mine. I was feeling a bit anxious about having people here, but it is what it is. They both came in cautiously, like a boogie man would jump out at them. But I showed them the living room, with an ugly shade of brown sofa. Someone w

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=== Rag-and-Bone Inventor Description: Created something out of trash. Effects: Increased chance of looting random items in trash piles. === Honestly, who would go through trash piles in the game? Zen was the only person who would do that. In his defence, he wasn’t going through trash piles. He was going through Paul’s discard bin. The gamer even asked for the NPC’s permission to retrieve those items for free before using them. How was this considered looting trash piles?

Kayla swallowed painfully at the tone he used to talk to her and the murderous look he gave her. "You're talking as if you are a better individual when you're nothing but a goal digger. There's more to life than trying to associate yourself with someone like me. There's more to life than fake ass, fake boobs, ridiculous makeup and kinky sex. I honestly don't know what I saw in you but I'm glad I was sensible enough to let you go."

Cassius took the lead since he knew where this led. The rain grew louder. I knew we were about to hit a door that led outside, and I was right. A small door above us dropped slightly from the rain and as soon as Cassius shoved it open the rain poured down on top of us. We gripped onto the muddy sides of the opening and pulled ourselves out. “Look.” I gestured towards the enormous ruffles in the stone road, way bigger in size than the ones inside the castle. The stones were deformed and shifted upwards.

I say exited "Let's make a cheers to taking out the trash" ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••