Chapter 376
Author: SHSA
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Chapter 376

The adjacent room was dimly lit, with a faint hum from the overhead lights casting a sterile glow over the sparse furniture. Ben sat slouched in a wooden bed, his wrists bound in worn metal cuffs that had clearly seen better days, his wrists tight from the handcuffs.

His face, still bruised from past scuffles, showed little emotion as Gregor strode in, holding a fresh set of cuffs in one hand and a neutral expression on his face. James followed close behind, shrugging off his jacke
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