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CHAPTER 22.

Author: Whyte child
last update publish date: 2026-06-20 20:25:00

I stare at Dante for several long seconds.

The office is silent as my brain is still struggling to catch up.

Somehow, in the span of five minutes, I've gone from arguing with Ethan to discovering his uncle is my boss.

My actual boss…..not a board member.

My freaking boss.

The realization makes my head hurt.

Dante sits comfortably behind his desk, completely unbothered by my internal crisis, the man looks like he was born sitting in expensive chairs while making other people nervous.

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