Chapter One-Hundred and Two

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Damien's POV The lady on her knees who was called Rosita was gurgling as her hands flew to guide her throat instinctively. She tried to stop the bleeding, but the neck was a weak point in her body entirely. There is nothing that can be done to save her, even if Grandfather changes his mind and they rush her to the hospital. She will eventually die from the cut-throat pipe, the fastest death that has been given to her. It was no news to me. I wasn’t surprised or shocked by the turn of events. When I saw her in the footage and grandfather was involved, she would definitely be killed one way or the other, but what I didn’t expect was for it to be done right in the meeting room. “Whoever sees this as a warning, so be it.” Grandfather spoke his final words and stood up to leave. That is ex

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