Chapter 179
Author: SHSA
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Chapter 179

Liam and Kai were seated comfortably in the back of one of Liam's Rolls Royce, the car gliding smoothly through the city streets. The luxurious interior was filled with the quiet hum of the engine, providing a stark contrast to the tension in the air.

Liam’s phone buzzed with a new message. He quickly checked it and a wide grin spread across his face.

“What does it say?” Kai asked, his curiosity piqued.

“He fell for it!” Liam exclaimed, unable to contain his excitement. “Eric Wood a
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