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 59
They breached the primary command center with ruthless efficiency. Three armed guards were neutralized before they could even lift their sidearms. Dominic stood at the head of the syndicate's boardroom table, slamming his hand down onto the polished mahogany surface. The terrified European director stared up in sheer horror. "You sent word to my home," Dominic whispered, his voice dropping into a lethal, glacial register that made the room freeze. "You made the single greatest mistake of your life."
