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... orte, Philippines, exuded an air of old-world grandeur mixed with modern power. Sunlight filtered through tall, arched windows, illuminating polished hardwood and antique furniture. Richard Santamo, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit, stood calmly, a faint silver aura almost imperceptible around him. Beside him, Lina, a vision of composed perfection, held a sleek, featureless briefcase.

As they entered the main receiving hall, Senator Bongbong Marcos, Imee Marcos, and Imelda Marcos, t ...

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