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... the highway like a high-speed procession, engines roaring and paint glinting under the city lights.
At the center of this convoy was a sleek black Rolls-Royce, flanked by two armored Range Rovers—each emblazoned with the insignia of Blac Corporations.
Inside the Rolls-Royce, Cruxius leaned back, phone in hand, exhaling a long sigh.
’Your master is starving and you can’t even reply?’ he muttered silently, staring at the screen.
Earlier that morning, he’d placed an ...
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