Chapter 71 Knelt 
Author: Sam-crowned
last update2026-03-26 20:29:49

Her shoes clicked the ground as she arrived at the Kingsley conglomerate. She had never been here before but with the help of Google Maps, she located it easily.

The journey there felt longer than it actually was, her thoughts constantly racing ahead of her.

Over 60 years ago, when Sebastian founded the Kingsley Conglomerate, he wanted it to be situated in a place far from residential environment because of his vision for a vast company.

That decision was not just about space, but control and a
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