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the main door of the Hicks house

le-aged woman got out and smiled at me. "Good morning, Ms. Beaumont

remembered this detail. According to our agreement, thi

he house I had lived in for years. Through a second-floor window, I caught a glimpse of Ash

aw Dorian's immense wealth and striking Alpha presence from afar, she desperately wanted him back. Dorian had coldly refused the swap, stating

t. The car drove smoothly to the other side of the city, stopping in front of a modern vil

ed that you have complete freedom here," she explai

ontrast to Martha White, the head servant at the Hi

d set down my suitcase. Fr

or the "Eagle's Nest." A member codenamed "Sparrow" sent

my work, I opened another folder. It contained draf

away when I was very young, leaving behind only a faded

d birthday gift. I sketched on a piece of paper, losing myself

Sterl

at the Sterling Group, looking

ully. "Alpha, Rick Tucker has fled Silver Creek

." My anger wasn't j

leads?" I turned, fi

y a top-tier expert. They left no trace. We only managed to extract a faint, non-matchi

ing. Who was she? A woman with incredible skills, h

"Expand the search. Check every woman in the city who

bout Ms. Beaumont. I've arranged for Mrs. Sull

ind. She was just a faceless obligation, a polit

answered d

again. But my mind, against my will, conju

xated on a woman whose i

proposal for a donation to Riverwood Uni

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contacted a jewelry studio I often

versity website to check the sta

his full scholarship was crucial for me; it was

w." I closed the laptop and

The city lights below spa

at least for now, I had my own space, a

head to the university to sort out the scholar