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Chapter 31: A new urban redevelopment project
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Alia held her breath, straining to listen to the faintest hint of footsteps. Her instincts screamed in alarm. She recognized that gait all too well—light as a feather, yet with a precise rhythm, characteristic of a thief in action.“This isn’t something a servant or guard could manage. It must be a professional.” Her brows furrowed as she swiftly reviewed the estate’s security arrangements in her mind. With Marcellus’s level of caution, it should be nearly impossible to infiltrate this place. Unless there was a mole—or this thief was extraordinary.Lowering her body, she slipped into the shadows cast by a nearby bookshelf. Her movements were fluid, a result of years of training. As she hid, a flicker of humor crossed her mind. “Why is it always the study? Seems like I’m here hiding more often than reading. It’s becoming a tradition.”In the darkness, Alia kept her breathing shallow and focused her gaze on the faint glow under the study door. The light was dim, but it was enough to cat
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