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FEMALE REPORTER (voice raw, eyes wide): “Emergency crews are flooding the scene, but this is… it’s chaos. What was meant to be a day of joy has turned into a nightmare.” Behind them, Chinatown burned. Sirens screamed. And somewhere in the smoke, the truth lurked, waiting.

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Group hug it is. Finally !

Sol I stood near the entrance of one of the many gazebos dotted throughout the garden and listened as my parents voiced their concerns over Soaré. It was always her they fretted over. Her and her abysmal weakness. Especially August, he was the worst. Even now, he sat silently at their table, eyes staring blankly into space with worry creasing his handsome face. My resentment for them grew by leaps and bounds as the transition approached. If they weren’t so hung up on my sister, they’d realize and acknowledge that Sumar belonged to me. I’d be able to handle it, control it, better than she ever could.

Goodnovel heroines never snoop, they accidentally snoop. I was looking for a document. Grandfather's final test — Yangtze Deep-Water Port — required government approval, and government approval required Sterling Group's Norwegian deep-water tech certification, which Julian said was in his study, in the safe, file name Nor-Tech-2019-Deep.

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"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

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