Reborn: I want my billionaire back
he whispered, a flicker of something—hope, disbelief, fear—crossing his face.
The masked figure in the broadcast turned slightly, their gaze piercing through the screen as if daring anyone to challenge their rise.
Ezekiel's chest tightened, and for the first time in weeks, his heart raced. Though he knew it was impossible, he couldn’t shake the feeling that the figure’s presence was all too familiar.
Back at the compound, the masked successor descended the grand staircase, her voice calm yet commanding. “The underworld has followed chaos for far too long,” she announced. “Now, it will follow me.”
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