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Chapter 125

Author: ONYINYE
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** A New Path Forward**

The SUV hummed quietly as it navigated through the winding city streets, the tension from the confrontation with Derrick and Alistair finally beginning to dissipate. Lillian leaned her head against the cool window, watching the passing buildings blur into a sea of lights. The adrenaline that had kept her sharp throughout the evening was beginning to wear off, leaving behind a strange mix of exhaustion and relief.

It was over. Derrick and Alistair were finally out of the picture. The two men who had controlled so many parts of their lives for years, who had manipulated, schemed, and sought power at any cost, were now in custody. And with them, the last vestiges of the system her father had once been a part of were gone.

But even with the victory fresh in her mind, Lillian couldn’t shake the feeling that there was still more ahead. It wasn’t just about dismantling the old system—it was about what came next. The world wouldn’t change overnight, and people like Der
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