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Chapter 3

Word Count: 544    |    Released on: 16/08/2026

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inges of my office door let out a dry,

heels clicking sharply a

iel's chief enforcer, a man

gner jacket, she wore a

er gaze across my command center

to get the S-Cl

ence and pulled op

tossed it onto the glass desk. It slid acros

, clutching it to her

nnounce my promotion t

esk, a venomous smile

ce is signed, he'll als

air, pressing my finge

u live to se

ond, but she quickly recovered, t

eady given me th

oor. "Pack your things a

without say

keyboard, my pinky pressing a h

box from under my desk and beg

tactical knife, and several

turned around, and tap

ed, leaving her enfor

had already encrypted and packaged the real master

a micro-drive smaller than a fingernail,

gradually overwriting the gang's servers with dummy data. To an amateu

finally walked out of the office, taking the enf

d out of the command cente

hallway with Serena, his hand

crossed his face. As he stopped in front o

ng cell in the b

trying to dominate

ehave until I decide

mmed my shoulder hard into h

d, "Elena, ge

are in the

how he would beg me

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