Chapter 464
Author: Poen Konnet
last update2026-01-31 22:15:32

A week had passed since Sophia Collins’ carefully orchestrated visit to Elysian Bloom. Every detail of that encounter had played out perfectly, and now, she found herself seated in the luxurious waiting area outside Charlotte Brooks’ office. The space was elegant, yet restrained, filled with soft light filtering through the tall glass windows, which cast delicate patterns across the polished marble floor. Sophia’s mind was meticulously rehearsing the words she would speak, running each sentence
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