I crashed my treacherous sister's luxury wedding wearing dirty medical bandages to prove I didn't die in the fire she used to steal my life.
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Chapter 101
The morning after the celebration, Dominic called Max into his private study. From the bottom drawer of his heavy mahogany desk, Dominic retrieved the original, weathered leather ledger from Boston—the very book where he had recorded his first survival calculations. With a steady hand, Dominic handed the ledger to his eldest son. "It's time," Dominic said quietly. Max accepted the book with profound reverence, recognizing it not as a weapon of the past, but as a sacred family anchor.
