Chapter 78: A New Dawn
Author: Nathan Emorey
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Rowan shook his head, a bitter laugh escaping. “I thought you were smart, Rachael. Logical. But you’re betting on this fake bullshit?” He didn’t wait for her answer. He pushed off the counter, his blood boiling, a volcano ready to erupt. Staff stared as he stormed through the lobby, their whispers trailing him like smoke.

He was done playing nice. Done playing receptionist, done with all this stupid acting. He had been warned, but he did not listen. And now, it was costing him someone’s life. Someone had set this up, and he knew who.

Lena Aston. Mrs. Blackson. They’d crossed a line, using April to paint him as a monster.

How far do humans go? How deep was their hate? He’d been soft on Lena, his ex-wife, thinking his slow revenge—buying Obsidian, planting Jason as a decoy—would make her see her mistakes. Her tears the other night, when they’d argued, had seemed real, like she was cracking open. But no. She was spinning a horror show, twisting the plot with lies so dark it could op
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