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Chapter 31- The game has a master
Author: D.twister
last update2025-05-28 21:03:37

Elijah exhaled sharply, veins popping as he pushed the last rep of the dumbbell. His muscles flexed with tension, sweat dripping from his temples.

After the fourth lift, he let the weight fall onto the mat with a thud, chest rising and falling like waves during a storm.

The door creaked.

Anna stepped in.

Black heels. Grey suit.

"Sir…" Her voice trembled slightly. "I got something. But it wasn’t cheap."

Elijah grabbed a towel and wiped his face, not taking his eyes off her.

"Talk."

Anna hesitated, then took a shaky breath. "I had to let go of fifty million dollars."

"To who?"

"A double agent. Said it was the only way. He knew who sent the blackmail." She looked down. “And more.”

Elijah walked up to her, towel slung around his neck. His towering frame shadowed her.

"And?"

Anna looked like she was choking on her own thoughts. Her lips parted as if to say the name—

Valeria’s hands hovered nervously over the keyboard. The dull hum of old desktop fans filled the space. She glanced around t
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