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Chapter 13 : Villa signature
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She never finished the sentence when Hector's cane came down across her knee before she even saw it move.

Elaine's scream tore through the courtyard as she collapsed onto the marble, both hands clutching her leg, her face twisted in shock and agony.

"Do you have a death wish?" Hector's voice thundered over her, all traces of the weeping man gone, replaced by something cold and absolute. "Did I not warn you to keep your mouth shut?"

A violent shiver ran through her body. "I'm sorry, Mr. Beaumont
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