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CHAPTER 108
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2025-04-05 00:00:30Agatha POV:
Days had passed since the detectives’ visit, since the cryptic text, and the silence was deafening.
No word from Nathan. No further threats from anonymous numbers.
Even Charles had backed off slightly after our tense exchange at the office, his calls less frequent, his texts less demanding, though I still felt his presence like a shadow, a constant, watchful awareness.
My office felt like a fortress and a prison all at once. Outside, NexGen buzzed with activity, the weight of the company resting squarely on my shoulders.
Inside, I felt trapped, surrounded by unanswered questions and growing paranoia.
Dad was recovering, slowly but surely, his strength returning bit by bit, but he wasn't ready to return to the helm, not yet. And I couldn't burden him with this, not while he was still so fragile.
Lena had armed me with legal advice, strategies to protect myself and the baby, should Charles becom
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