CHAPTER 128 : WHAT THE ASHES WHISPERED

The scent of burning paper filled the air—crisp, bitter, and unmistakably final.

Naya stood before the small brazier in her hotel suite, watching as the documents curled and blackened. The flames licked hungrily at the files Kayode had handed her, consuming contracts, photo prints, and years of ...

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