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... the room. Julian Mercer. His presence was like a cold, calculated storm that had waited years to strike, and now, it was crashing down all around her. She had hoped he was a distant memory, but now, standing in front of her, the truth of his betrayal hit harder than anything else.

Her eyes darted to her uncle, who had begun to circle them like a hawk. The tension in the room was suffocating, the weight of what was at stake pressing down on her. If Julian was here, it wasn’t just about po ...

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