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... window, passionately detailing his grand, ambitious plans with the air of a man mapping out his empire.
Blaze Fairchild’s long finger tapped rhythmically on his phone screen.
Three minutes had passed. He wasn’t going to wait any longer.
Blaze Fairchild ended the video call and immediately dialed a number, all in one smooth motion.
Wyatt Kingston stood at the window, gazing down at the lavish banquet below. ’When I make it big,’ he thought, ’I’m going to throw a vi ...
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