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Chapter 48: Something Is Calling You
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2024-12-26 10:00:00As Livia and Elise left the room, Marcellus turned to Edgar, his expression tense. “Are you really going to let Livia see it? And what exactly am I supposed to tell her? What should I hide? After she lost her memory this time, I thought it was a blessing in disguise, a chance for her to forget all that pain. But now you’re dragging her back… The thing we found during the last expansion, that was the source of her suffering.”
His voice carried a mix of frustration and subdued anger, his hands clenching unconsciously as he recalled haunting memories.
Edgar raised his gaze, meeting Marcellus with a calm yet commanding look. “You’ll tell her a carefully chosen version of the truth. Tell her the discovery during the last expansion happened because of her instincts—that it was her intuition that led us to unearth that artifact. We need her intuition again, and perhaps she’ll uncover something just a
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