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Chapter 91: Any Last Words
Author: Bella Grace
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Monday morning came like a slap across the city’s face. The news of Bose Adesina’s abduction had broken like a sudden thunderstorm, spilling across all major media outlets and dominating the headlines.

Television channels aired emergency updates, tabloids changed their front pages, and social media was awash with panic and speculation.

“Adesins Matriarch Kidnapped by Unknown Gunmen.”

“Bose Adesina Abducted in Broad Daylight.”

“Adesins Corporation in Crisis—Is This the Final Blow?”

The images of Bose being dragged into a car by masked men played on a loop, footage taken by an onlooker who had stood helpless, recording the horror instead of intervening.

For those who admired her, who had followed her rise from co-founder to backbone of the Adesins empire, this was heartbreaking. A woman revered for her wisdom, strength, and dignity, now a victim of public violence? It was too much.

The city had seen its share of chaos, but this was different. This wasn’t just a business blow or a poli
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