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Chapter 71: Unveiling the Truth
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"What was that?" Alexander tipped his head slightly, his icy-blue eye invisible. "a warning." Dysis scowled. " For his or for me?" Though he never saw it, a soft smile lingered on his lips. "both.”Dysis let out a frustrated breath. "This—whatever this is between you two—is not just about me?" Alexander moved forward and pushed her to raise her chin to meet his eye. His voice low, "you were the catalyst," he whispered, then "this was inevitable." Her gut turned around. She had seen it—that way Lucian and Alexander had stared at one another. This was more than just competition. It was something more profoundly ingrained. elderly. “Alexander—" There was buzz on his phone. Glancing at the television, his face darkened. He said, "I'll be right back," then turned and left without further word. Dysis watched him go, her chest constricting with discomfort. Not over was whatever had just happened between Alexander and Lucian. And right now another force was draggin
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