Chapter 51
Author: Maryam Alabi
last update2026-06-03 23:46:23

Chapter 51: Caught Red-Handed

Soon enough, they arrived at Skyline Dominion Group.

The moment the car stopped before the massive building, Zora instinctively looked up at it quietly. Even though she had already been here once before, the pressure this company gave off still wasn’t small at all.

From the towering structure to the employees constantly moving in and out with hurried expressions, everything screamed influence and power.

Meanwhile beside her, Cassian looked unusually calm.

In fact,
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