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Chapter 47

My eyes roamed around the ventilated room, which was adorned with images of handcrafted gods and artifacts mounted on the walls.

“I must have lived a long time now,” the Shamanka’s voice was soft as she sat back after lighting the candles in the corners of the room. “Famous politicians and businesspeople have been my regulars. Yet, you never came—until now,” she said, her gaze locking with the Chairwoman’s eyes.

Chairwoman chuckled, pressing on. “Back then, I had no questions. But today…” She shifted her gaze toward me, sitting beside her, and continued, “I’m here because she asked.”

“Who is this girl?” the Shamanka asked, her voice low and anticipatory.

“She’s the beloved granddaughter of Mr. Smith, one of your regulars,” the Chairwoman replied, nodding in confirmation.

The Shamanka’s eyes flickered with recognition. “I see. And what do you want to know about her that brought you here together?”

Chairwoman inhaled deeply before speaking. “What does this child mean to Smith? When his
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