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Chapter 4

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sound of that voice. All eyes snapped u

the steps. His silver hair was perfectly combed, his black ta

family for two generations. I

holding his broken wrist. "Alistair! This psycho thie

tight with adrenaline. "Sir, we are preparing to res

m. His eyes were locked entirely

hidden behind a black mask, and her frame was worryingly thin

eyes. He picked up his pace, practically

eonora and bent at the waist, exec

tair said, his voice trembling with

ent. It was as if the oxygen h

n. The color completel

ical shirt. He realized with a sickening jolt that he had just

ace. The stress rash was visible, but it did nothing to

said, her voice perfectly calm. "When did the

y, but they hit the securit

his eyes vanished, replaced by a terrifying,

oice echoing in the high ceilings. "How dare you

houlder. "That bag belonged to the late Mrs. Carlisle. It is a

or. The blond boy who had accused her earlier tried t

he security captain. "Throw this foul

arked an order. Two massive guards lunge

ard across the marble

ming toward the second floo

th from his belt and shoved it brutally i

was thrown out into the cold night. The doors

group of teenagers who had mocked Eleonora

ns. The teenagers didn't need to be told twice. They scramble

freezing cold. No one dared

her duffel bag and, with Alistair following respectfully

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