Chapter 41: The Lazarus Gala
Singapore did not sleep; it glowed. From the top of the Aegis Trust Tower, the city looked like a massive, glowing circuit board, its lights pulsating with the movement of millions of units of data. For Su Nian, looking down from the glass-walled elevator, it felt like she was entering the very heart of the machine that had tried to erase her. In Chapter 36, she had been a victim seeking the law’s protection in a dusty courtroom. Tonight, she was a specter in high heels and a dress of midnight silk that shimmered like spilled oil. Beside her, Lu Tingshen was a shadow in a tuxedo, his presence radiating a cold, predatory elegance. They weren't just guests; they were an anomaly in the system—two 'dead' people walking into the lions' den. "Remember the protocol," Lu Tingshen whispered, his
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