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CHAPTER 134
~Zara's POV~
I stared at the name in the email, the lines of text blurring as my mind raced.
Marcus Deveareux.
The name hit me like a slap, bringing with it a flood of memories I'd worked hard to suppress. The past traumatic experience still stung as I recalled his cruel smile when he fought Snow and the light leaving his eyes as Snow killed him.
But why would he target Snow's company? Or rather, how? Given that he was already dead. Orw as it that had planted this seed before meeting his demise?
Just how far did he go to ruin Snow rather than work with him and choose Ivan?
My hands tightened around the edge of the desk as a flurry of emotions swept over me—anger, disbelief, and an unsettling sense of dread.
Was a dead man walking?