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“Arthur Bishop, don’t count your chickens just yet.”

Chloe stood tall, her eyes burning with the raw intensity of a cornered predator ready to drag its enemy into the abyss. “Listen to me, and listen well. If so much as a hair on Lily’s head is harmed, I will make sure you follow her to the grave. I don’t make empty threats.”

With that, she turned on her heel to leave