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Chapter 38

Author: Hikikimori
last update publish date: 2026-06-14 02:39:51

CHAPTER 38

Damien POV.

I was seated in the office poring over some documents that needed handling days ago. The office was quiet and for the time in days I wasn’t distracted.

The door open and Marcus came in with a tablet in his hand. I had come to loathe that tablet on his person anytime he walked into my office. What was it this time? He walked over to my desk and placed the tablet on the table. “ You might want to see this. There are reporters outside so I didn’t want you walking in blind
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