Reborn From Ashes: The Obsessive CEO's Claim

antled the opposing legal team's arguments one by one, his voice a low, lethal monotone that left no roo

rom Aria's finger before she fell asleep. He'd brought it with him, a tangible piece of evidence that the last twelve

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he room. "Cancel my afternoon," he said to

ut sir, your meeting wi

could have frozen mercury. "Postp

o see her, to reassure himself that she hadn't

pure dread shot through him. Leo Shaw was standing on the curb, his postur

s face grim. "There'

ushing past his security chief and striding into the lobby.

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room, his voice dangerously low. "What

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ing, sir," Leo said, stepping into the apar

guest room. The window was cracked open, a sliver of the outside world visible. He strode into the room and knelt by the h

t made him see red. And beneath the fury, an emotion he refused to acknowledge: fear. She woul

ck down the city's transport hubs. Airports, train stations, ports.

traffic camera network. I want every frame of footage fro

trip logs for every taxi, every Uber, every black car service

ssive window, staring down at

w where she is

security apparatus, a private network that rivaled government agenc

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e a possessive growl. "You ca