Chapter 303
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A group of paparazzi from various local media outlets were crowded in front of Daniella's company, which Andrew would reopen today.

Whispers of admiration for the magnificence of this construction company could be heard. Some of them compared it to the grandeur of the late William's company.

"It's only natural; she's William's child. It seems she intentionally made her parents' two companies similar!" one paparazzo remarked.

From inside the company, Andrew could be seen smiling while puffing on a cigar. Every word from the paparazzi was clearly audible to him.

"I wonder about Marcel's reaction. I want to see how annoyed he'll be when he sees this huge company rise again. I truly have become William, haven't I, Roger?" Andrew asked while looking at Roger beside him.

"Literally, you are a replica of William. But, I guarantee your pleasure in having two giant companies under your leadership won't drive you to break the rules like William did before, right?"

"There's a hint of trauma
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    The ruined street stretched before them like a battlefield carved from molten glass, illuminated by the distant glow of burning buildings and shards of fractured streetlamps buzzing weakly with dying electricity. The city still trembled under the aftershock of Noir’s meteor storm, and every echo of collapsing metal rang like a warning bell that refused to be silenced. But the greatest tension did not come from the destruction around them. It came from the two figures standing in the very center of the street, facing each other with expressions caught somewhere between dread and inevitability.Andrew stood with both feet planted firmly despite his trembling knees, his breathing rapid yet determined as faint traces of Sapphire Reborn shimmered unwillingly beneath his skin. Noir stood nearly ten meters away, his posture hunched but dangerous, shadowfire slithering around his arms like restless serpents seeking anything to burn. They were close enough to see each other’s pain, yet far eno

  • 4-39

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  • 4-38

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