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She had deliberately withheld this from Vulture for two reasons. First, Lone Ranger had received immediate medical attention, ensuring he avoided permanent damage. Second, Vulture's volatile temper would inevitably lead him to storm after Jonathan the moment he learned the full extent of Lone Ranger's suffering.
Jonathan had risen swiftly in Lyhaton, securing substantial influence in a short span of time. That alone spoke volumes of his capabilities. Moreover, his long-standing rivalry with Nate showed no signs of fading, suggesting he had powerful forces backing him.
The Red Florganization already had enough adversaries lurking in the shadows-provoking another formidable enemy would be nothing short of reckless.
Find the latest releases gvlnovsTheir conversation stretched on for fifteen minutes until Mandy stepped into the room. She placed the food she had brought on the table. "Miss Holland, please eat something." Corrine nodded. "Alright." She tossed aside the covers and swung her legs over the bed, but the moment she stood, her knees buckled, threatening to send her crashing back onto the mattress. At the last moment, she caught the bedpost, gripping it tightly to steady herself.
After finishing a simple meal, she pushed open the balcony doors and sank into the wicker chair outside. The silver glow of the moon spilled across the sky, bathing the world in a quiet, ethereal light. The night passed in this tranquil stillness.
Morning arrived, ushering in the much-anticipated industry summit. Over a hundred companies had gathered, a mix of local and international corporations.
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