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Chapter 121: A rude apology from Mr. Whitman
Author: Dream Raptor
last update2024-07-30 04:49:30

In his room, Leander had a custom-made Apple MacBook laptop on the bed in front of him. He was busy monitoring the market activity of the Veritas Conglomerate.

But then a thought seeped into his mind. Since Lindsey had mentioned Brianna Taylor, he couldn't stop thinking about her. From remembering the moments they spent together to the day Brianna decided to return to Chesterham City, everything felt connected. He tried to avoid these thoughts at all costs as his hatred for the royals grew. This hatred stemmed from the actions of stakeholders like the royals and the government, who had conspired against his inheritance.

Leander sighed and closed his laptop. He stared at the ceiling, lost in thought. The memory of Brianna’s smile lingered in his mind, making it hard to focus. He remembered the times they laughed together and the way she looked at him with those bright eyes. But then the anger would creep in. The royals, with their power and influence, had always meddled in his life, ma
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