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“Of course,” Allison said with a curt nod.
She meandered through the banquet hall, her steps slow and deliberate, her curiosity an artful charade. In
reality, she was mapping the room, mentally noting the sentinels stationed like chess pieces on a board. As the
last drop of her wine vanished from the glass, Verruckt finally made his entrance.
“Is it tforto start?” Allison asked, her tone brimming with faux enthusiasm.
“There's no rush,” Verruckt replied, his gaze drifting to her empty glass. With effortless grace, he handed her a
champagne flute. “This setting suits you better than the Immortality Group's cramped quarters, doesn’t it?”
Allison's lips curved into a resigned smile. “Mr. Shaw, I've never been in such opulent surroundings. Luxury, it
seems, takes sgetting used to.”
Verruckt’s crimson eyes held a faint gleam, as if mocking the very notion.
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it’s all smoke and mirrors. Once you glimpse the filth beneath, the illusion shatters.”
His words carried a chilling detachment, a frost that lingered in the air. With long, deliberate fingers, Verruckt
swirled the champagne in his glass, the liquid catching the light like liquid gold.
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“But tonight, Alice,” he said, his voice dropping to a velvet murmur, “I won't show you the dirt. Instead, I'll unveil
the thrill. Tonight, all the lights in Fleeingland will illuminate just for you.”
The romantic undertones in his words were laced with something darker, a shadowy edge that set Allison's
nerves on edge. Nothing associated with Verruckt was ever free of madness — it clung to him like a second skin.
Then it hit her — a sudden, jolting thought. Her heart skipped a beat as realization struck like a bolt from the
blue. Was he planning to cut all the power?
In the hotel, Melany was leisurely scrolling through her social media updates. When she had just landed in
Vrining, she shared an update that quickly amassed a slew of likes. One comment, though, really grabbed her
attention.
“Melany, are you going to the White Stallion Club tonight?”
The White Stallion Club? Melany paused before responding, not wanting to betray her unfamiliarity. She typed
the club’s ninto her social media search bar. A cascade of images popped up, each exuding an air of
elegance and mystery, suggesting that to stand within its walls was to rub shoulders with the elite.
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