CHAPTER 653
Author: R. AUSTINNITE
last update2026-02-07 02:58:32

Tedmond peered at her.

When she had pressed that gun against his head, she hadn’t looked anything like an ally, and even if she was one, how could she possibly claim it now?

Still… they hadn’t mentioned Albert.

There was no reason she should even know that name.

And suddenly, it clicked.

That was how she’d known who he was the moment the mask came off. He hadn’t questioned it before, but now it seemed painfully obvious.

Too obvious.

“I’m his mole inside the Gilded Cage,” Lottie hissed, her e
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