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                                        Chapter 101 The Fall of a House
                                
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... st rising and falling in the shallow rhythm of sleep. For a moment, he let himself feel the sharp thrill of what this act could set in motion, the first stone in a landslide of well-planned destruction.
But then her eyes flew open, catching the dim candlelight, and a small, triumphant smile crept onto her lips.
"You shouldn't have hesitated…bastard," she whispered, her voice as venomous as the glint in her eyes.
Before he could react, her fingers unfurled, revealing a cru ...
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