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The Fall of House Regars

Author: Moonbunnie
last update Last Updated: 2024-09-01 21:20:55

The newsroom of The Daily Chronicle was a frenzy of activity. Phones were ringing non-stop, keyboards were clattering, and voices were raised in excitement and disbelief. Marina Chen, the paper’s top investigative reporter, was at the heart of it all, her eyes wide as she scrolled through the explosive documents on her computer screen.

“This can’t be real,” she muttered, shaking her head in disbelief. “How could their son do this, and they chose to cover it up? I still can’t believe it.” As she delved deeper into the mountain of evidence before her, the truth became increasingly undeniable. The once untouchable Regars empire was on the brink of collapse. She pondered over who could have the power to orchestrate such a downfall.

Across town, in the Blackwood company, Damian stood at the floor-to-ceiling windows of his office.

“Damian,” Elara called as she walked into his office. “Have you seen the news?”

“It’s done,” Damian said, his voice low and controlled. “Jackson’s just confirmed
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