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Chapter 186: A Forced Fate
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... , resonant creak that echoed through the grand hall. The murmurs of the gathered clan members dwindled into hushed anticipation, all eyes drawn to the widening gap like moths to a flame.
First entered the newly elevated eight great families—leaders who had once been subordinates but now stood at the pinnacle of power.
At the forefront strode Pius Tennyson, his designer suit tailored to perfection, complementing the glow of his golden eyes. He radiated an effortless confidence, a ...
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