Chapter 35
Author: Snowpinch
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Chapter Thirty-five

The gilded doors of the Diamond Pavilion hissed shut, leaving the room in a state of sudden silence.

Outside in the hallway, the sound of Trevor’s muffled protests and Chloe’s sobbing faded as they were hauled toward the service elevator by four massive security guards.

"Their memberships are revoked," the Manager whispered, bowing so low he was practically whispering to Adrian’s shoes. "Their families will be blacklisted from every establishment under the Trust’s umbrella
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