Chapter 281 Chapter Two Hundred And Eighty One

Lena

I knocked on the door and waited for it to be opened, my heart beating so fast I was certain everyone around me could hear it. My palms were sweaty and clammy, slick against the cardboard of the box I was clutching like a lifeline.

Sure enough, a voice beckoned us to come in—crisp, profes...

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