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chapter 122

The dimly lit room was filled with the faint hum of electronic devices, and the air carried a sense of calculated tension. The mysterious man sat behind his large desk, his eyes focused on the multiple screens in front of him, each one displaying various feeds and information. His fingers drummed lightly against the polished wood, a sign of his growing impatience.

He didn't look up as the door to the room creaked open, and one of his men entered. The subordinate approached cautiously, knowing better than to interrupt his boss's concentration without good reason. The man took a deep breath before speaking, his voice steady but laced with underlying concern.

"Boss, I have a feeling Isabella has told them the secret," the man reported, his tone low and careful. "She hasn't sent any information since."

The mysterious man's drumming fingers stopped abruptly, and he finally lifted his gaze to meet the subordinate's. His eyes were cold, calculating, and unreadable—a stark contrast to the cal
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