Chapter 212
Author: Youngblood
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After Yara Grey made the call to Clifford Hills, an appointment was immediately fixed for Chance to meet up with the renowned lawyer, who didn’t care whether Chance was an O’Connor or not, and requested that the meeting should take place in his own chambers—Riverview Chambers.

Riverview Chambers was new—barely six months old—but already a magnet for the city’s elite legal minds. The marble floors gleamed, the staff moved with clockwork precision, and everything about the place whispered ambition. Clifford Hills had built this empire from scratch, and his name had quickly become synonymous with ruthless efficiency.

Chance gave his name at the reception desk, and within minutes, an assistant led him upstairs.

“Mr. Hills will see you now,” the young woman said softly, gesturing toward a frosted glass door at the end of the hall.

Chance thanked her and stepped inside.

The office was minimalist—charcoal walls, dark oak shelves lined with neatly arranged case files, and one massive window o
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    The morning light spilled gently through the half-drawn blinds, cutting golden stripes across the edge of the mahogany wardrobe where Chance stood adjusting his tie. All through the night had been a battle in his mind. On one side was Priya’s beautiful face, and on the other side was the wonderful kiss he had shared with Chloe, and he just couldn’t understand what was happening to him.Not once had he imagined that someone he just met for the first time would have so much hold on him, and that was exactly what was happening with Priya.Just when his thoughts were still fast spinning, his phone buzzed.At first, he ignored it, expecting it to be another meaningless call from the office or a persistent journalist hoping to stir old dust. But the buzzing continued, vibrating insistently on the dresser. With a tired sigh, he reached for it.“Yara Grey,” the screen displayed.Chance hesitated, thumb hovering over the accept button. Yara wasn’t one to call unless it mattered. The last time

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