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Chapter 79: The Crisis Offer

作者: ChupiCha
last update 公開日: 2026-07-21 10:11:10

(Keyla POV)

I was halfway through my first coffee when Nora slid her phone across the kitchen island without a word.n "You should see this."

*Churchill Estate Reveals Secret Heir — Family Source Confirms Child Named in Disputed Will Clause.*

The article barely filled the screen, but it didn't have to. Whoever wrote it knew the headline would do most of the damage before anyone reached the second paragraph. Secret heir was exactly the kind of phrase people shared without asking whether it
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