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CH.109

~Meanwhile~

The convoy of blacked-out luxury cars rolled through the cemetery gates. The procession moved with an eerie, funeral-like slowness, as if the very air was thick with grief and accusation.

Serena sat in one of the customized vehicles. She looked poised yet visibly tense in her stylish mourning attire - a black customized over-the-knee dress that probably cost more than most people's monthly salary.

To her left sat the silent, stone-faced Seven. On her right lounged Killian, sprawled with casual arrogance with a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. His grey eyes glinted with barely contained malice as he gazed out at the gathering crowd.

As soon as the convoy rolled to a stop, the army of bodyguards burst out of the surrounding vehicles like a well-oiled machine.

They moved with the precision and intensity of a Navy SEAL team preparing for combat, swarming the middle car in a protective formation.

Their eyes scanned the gathered crowd, searching for an
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