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Chapter 10: The Fall of the Miller Empire
Author: Pen Doctor
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The phone slipped out of Chloe’s hand and dropped onto her desk with a loud clatter. The terrified voice of Mr. Davis was still screaming from the tiny speaker, but Chloe could no longer hear the words clearly. Her ears were buzzing with a high, painful sound. Her face turned entirely white, and her breath became short and shallow.

Frozen by order of the Vance Group.

The words repeated over and over in her head like a recurring nightmare. How was this possible? The Vance Group was a giant monst
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