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CHAPTER THIRTY

作者: Lolly Brown
last update publish date: 2026-06-10 18:19:14

SELENE’s POV

I almost missed her.

It was the kind of almost that lived in the margin between a glance and a look — the difference between eyes passing over something and eyes landing on it. I had been walking toward the private entrance of Arden Tower after a lunch meeting that had run twenty minutes longer than scheduled, my mind already on the three o’clock call with the Tokyo partners, when something in my peripheral vision snagged.

I kept walking, then I stopped abruptly.

Across the street,
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