Chapter 281. The Lion's Den.
Author: Dandandan
last update2026-09-23 23:56:20

Dawn came slowly, the first rays of light seeping through the curtains and painting the room in shades of gold and amber.

Noah woke to the sound of birds chirping on the windowsill, their songs bright and cheerful, a stark contrast to the weight that settled into his chest the moment he remembered what day it was.

He lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, gathering himself.

Today was the day.

He got up, showered again, and dressed with deliberate care. He chose a dark suit, conservati
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