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The contours of Bruce’s face bore traces of anxiety, a manifestation of his inner turmoil. The intensity of his reaction hinted at the severity of Jonah’s injuries.

“His life was spared,” Bruce responded with a measured tone.

“Keep Marcus under vigilant observation. There’s no turning back now.”

Ryan’s teacup rose, a gesture signaling the gravity of his words.

“Ryan, can’t you find it in yourself to release your grip on Rosa’s demise? It’s been five years.”

Bruce’s fingers massaged his temples, a clear sign of his internal struggle. Everyone urged him to face Marcus, yet his resolution remained elusive. Every step he’d taken had been prompted by Jonah.

While his nature harbored a streak of ruthlessness, confronting Marcus directly seemed to stir an inexplicable hesitancy.

an unending ache for her. This span of time hasn’t been about letting go, but about amassing the strength to extract vengeance for

contemplated a response, but Ryan quashed the possibility with an unwavering

fact that Rosa

veil of night, within the heart of the Thomas Group

design department’s workforce had dwindled as the evening

her workspace, her attention snagged by Millie’s continued presence,

irritation reached its

With an affected air of

meticulously began packing away her work, as if Nancy were an

to notice me? Have you forgotten that I hold seniority over you now?” Nancy’s

unhurried efficiency, her