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CHAPTER NINETEEN

Author: Lolly Brown
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-06-04 17:07:12

SELENE’s POV

One page…That was all it contained.

I stood at the dining counter with the folder open in my hands, the city lights glowing distantly behind me through the balcony glass. My wine sat forgotten on the counter beside me, untouched.

The document looked official at first glance. A scanned copy, slightly faded at the edges like it had been handled many times before reaching me. At the top, a private investigative firm’s letterhead, no address, no contact number. Just a case reference s
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