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2025-03-30 08:22:00Victoria Monroe stormed out of Brayden’s estate, her heels clicking against the marble floors as she made her way to her waiting car. The confrontation with him had left a sour taste in her mouth, but she had expected his resistance.
He thought he was untouchable.He thought he had control.But he had no idea what she was capable of.Slipping into the backseat, she pulled out her phone and dialed a secure number.“Drive,” she ordered the chauffeur without looking up.The line clicked, and a gruff male voice answered. “Yes, Ms. Monroe?”Victoria’s lips curled into a cold smirk. “I’m on my way. Get everything ready.”She ended the call and leaned back against the leather seat.Tonight, she would teach Penelope a lesson.—The abandoned warehouse sat on the outskirts of the city, a decrepit building surrounded by nothing but darkness and silence. It was the perfect place for punishment.Victoria stepped out of the car, the cold night air
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