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Ch-12

Author: Cupidaris

2025-04-17 08:40:46

The hallway was alive with murmurs and low laughter.

The moment Harper had gone inside her office, the employees had sneakily left their workspaces again, eager to watch the drama unfold.

They were gathered together in groups of twos and threes, whispering and discussing their own bets about how this was going to turn out, occasionally glancing back at the tightly shut office door.

But as time dragged on, Sophia was getting more anxious; her mind flashing back to the conversation her mother and sister had told her about.

Because of his new rich girlfriend, he had been preferred over her family! What if… what if Harper was the same, new woman in his life?

Her lips were curled in an irritated pout as she nervously bit her nails.

“This is taking too long,” she snapped, casting an annoyed glance at the closed office door. “What could they possibly be discussing in there? It’s a simple matter—Nathan is a nobody. Kick him out and move on.”

Lucas, leaning against the wall with a smug ex

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Nathan stood motionless for several seconds, staring at the now-dark screen. The weight of the message hung in the air like fog... dense, silent, and poisonous. He exhaled slowly. Whatever protection anonymity once offered him was gone. They knew. He touched the ring, and for a moment, the pulsing energy centered him. Then his vision shimmered faintly, a ripple moving across his field of view. His senses sharpened. He could detect the aroma of the coffee on his desk, long gone cold, and it suddenly turned acrid. He blinked, then narrowed his eyes. The coffee smelled…wrong. He stepped closer and hovered his hand over the mug. The ring warmed instantly. A soft, golden glow licked around his fingers, and Nathan saw wisps of dark energy coiling from the cup like ghostly tendrils. Poison, or at least something like it. He hadn’t even taken a sip earlier, brushing it aside during the meeting with a minor instinct. Now he knew why. His abilities were changing again.***** That nig
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