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Chapter 113

Author: ONYINYE
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**Into the Shadows**

The wind picked up as they left the café, whipping around them as Lillian, Ethan, Claire, David, and Nicholas made their way back to the car. The conversation with Nicholas had settled over Lillian like a cold weight. The plan was set in motion now, and there was no going back. Each step they took brought them closer to the heart of a dangerous system, one her father had tried to shield them from, but also one that could destroy them if they weren’t careful.

As they climbed into the car, the atmosphere felt heavy with the weight of what lay ahead. They were no longer just surviving—they were going on the offensive. They were dismantling her father’s legacy and hoping to tear down Derrick’s empire at the same time. But the fear, the uncertainty of what could happen, gnawed at Lillian’s stomach.

Ethan glanced at her through the rearview mirror, his eyes reflecting the same worries. “You alright back there, Lil?”

Lillian nodded, though the knot in her chest told a di
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