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The footage showed the current scene inside the warehouse, along with Sienna's earlier confession about 'technology' and 'brainwashing'. "I wired this place before you even got here." I looked at her coldly. "Every word you said was broadcast live, including your confession about using illegal technology to brainwash others and steal family assets." Sienna froze. She instinctively looked up at the large screens and saw her own twisted, ugly face. "No... That's impossible..." In that split second of distraction, there was a loud bang.

I want some tofu. But it's okay because even though the subjects are like that, I still learn something here, especially in shopping. *insert sarcastic tone* But soon our class ended for the whole day. Good thing I'm still whole. I thought that I was torn apart when I found the value of x, which is that there is no value anymore, so it is x, because there is no value, it should not be returned! Hahaha pulled more. What did I eat that made me so bitter? Right! I haven't eaten yet. Oh, Misha's pocket is ready, I'll have a buffet at Jollibee!

It glinted under the light—plain, silver, harmless-looking. “This is what Rosa was using last night,” Marco said. “She thinks she wiped it.” “But you cloned it.” “Of course I did. I’m not an intern.” Rafael smirked. “Let’s see what she was so eager to delete.” Marco connected the clone to a secure offline interface. The drive opened quickly, but the visible folders were unremarkable—legal drafts, standard encryption, scrubbed access reports. “Looks like garbage,” Rafael muttered. Marco scrolled deeper.

sharp and final: "Prep for extraction... we’re ending this—for good."

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No, I am sure they are this other guy’s family… not my Mac’s. I roll my eyes in disgust at myself. He’s not my Mac. Oh God. Concentrate, you fucking idiot. I keep going through the images until I get to the one I am looking for. The report. 1267 CCPick up 10thCoffee 1208HPick up after deliveryTea 1190IPick up 14thStatue 1211H Pick up 11thNA 1130CCNon disclosedBook 1140 DMDPick up after deliveryStatue 1289WPPADFlooring

I couldn't help but laugh. Calum got annoyed when he saw me laughing. "What's so funny? Stop faking your laugh. I'm telling you straight—no matter how much money we get from the demolition, you won't see a single cent of it!" I was about to speak when a neighbor from the same complex, Karl Bridges, recognized us. He appeared hesitant but spoke up anyway. "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation, but when you mentioned demolition just now, which property are you talking about?"

He really had mastered the art of swallowing his anger rather than letting out even a single word. Listening to his footsteps fade, I suddenly realized Jared was right. It was people like Knox Ferris—arrogant and overbearing—who really seemed alive. Once upon a time, I had been like that too. But that version of me no longer existed. I slowly raised my hands, staring at my pale, slender fingers in a daze. Ten years ago, these hands had been smooth and full, gripping reins and vaulting over walls. Now, they only bore the marks of holding a pen.

Tiffany transforms her nails into claws and slashes my uniform, my breasts comes into view. She and her Minions laugh and just as she's about to make another slash a deep and sexy voice rumble "What the fuck do you think your doing".