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Chapter 5 The Gathering Storm

Word Count: 1236    |    Released on: 19/07/2025

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and unrelenting

ed corridors, decorated with modern art and old money. The kind of place

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ne. "The President has agreed. He'll make the announcement a

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econd voice warmer but sharper. "She'll adapt. She always

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wn for his clean reputation, philanthropic

d his engagement with Emilia Varga, a journalist with ambitions

ossip wen

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