More Evenings Like This

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Ivanka watched curiously as Alaric spoke on the phone and ended the conversation with "I'll be there shortly." "What's wrong?" She asked, the moment he took the phone down from his ear. "It's Dante Blackthorn. He just got rushed into the hospital after experiencing a drastic fall from a three story building." He explained while sliding the phone into his pocket. "What?!" Ivanka shrieked. "He...He fell? Or someone pushed him?" "Looks like someone pushed him." "Who on earth would do such a thing?" "I don't know. But I need to be there. He might be needing urgent surgery." Dante Blackthorn was a famous man in his mid seventies and the richest man in the country. He was loved by many due to his generosity. Hence, it was shocking that anyone would want to harm him. Alaric went closer

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