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Chapter - 41
Fiona - POV The servants stood frozen, watching the fight unfold from the mansion windows. Their faces were tense, their silence thick with fear. The sounds of fists colliding and growls of anger echoed across the estate. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched Theo, his steely gray eyes blazing with rage, facing off against his father. It was clear—Theo was winning. But this wasn’t something to celebrate. If he went too far, if he killed his father, there would be no turning back. Theo could be prosecuted, and his life as he knew it would be destroyed. Panic clawed at my thoughts. I reached out desperately with my mind. "Flint, can you hear me? Please, please answer me!" I begged, gripping my head as worry suffocated me. Then, like a lifeline, his voice came through. "Fiona, I hear
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