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Chapter 31: A new urban redevelopment project
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Edgar leaned back in the heavy rosewood chair of his study, his gaze calmly fixed on the concealed door before him. The fireplace crackled with a steady flame, its orange-red glow casting shifting shadows on the oil paintings adorning the walls. A faint scent of burning wood lingered in the air, yet the warmth of the fire failed to dispel the underlying chill in the room.His voice was unhurried, carrying a detached indifference. “You saw and heard everything yourself. I have no reason to stop Livia from temporarily taking charge. And besides, Livia is my daughter, after all. I’ve warned you already—you are not to harm her.”Eryx let out a low chuckle, laced with both mockery and disdain. As he approached, his black-gloved fingers idly rubbed against his palm, his tone dark and slow. “No need to worry. I won’t harm her. No matter how capable she is, Livia is not Marcellus. As long as Marcellus isn’t the one leading the expansion project, it won’t be too much of a problem for me.”Edga
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“I’m sure you already know why I’m here. Marcellus must have told you—I intend to take over as the new leader of the ‘Expansion Project,’” Livia declared firmly.Seated behind a grand ebony desk, Edgar clasped his hands together, his sharp gaze fixed on Livia. Though he had heard her words, his expression remained utterly calm, as if everything was within his expectations. Yet, his fingers tapped lightly against the desk, slow and steady, a quiet rhythm that betrayed his contemplation.Beside him, Allen leaned casually against the window, arms crossed, the corners of his lips curling into an almost imperceptible smirk. His eyes flickered between Edgar and Livia, as though he were watching an unexpected drama unfold before him.In contrast, Livia stood unwavering, her chin slightly lifted, her gaze firm and piercing. Confronted by two powerful men, she did not falter. Instead, she exuded an aura of confidence, a sharp-edged presence that demanded attention.Finally, Edgar spoke, his to
