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    On the other end, Jack hesitated, taken aback.


    Hailey? Why?


    Although he didn’t understand why Noah suddenly issued this order, he didn’t question it.


    “Yes, Mr. Noel. I’ll handle it.”


    The next day, at high noon, Noah entered the visitation room at Jazmah Prison.


    He carried himself with quiet purpose, his presence sharp and heavy.


    He sat down, his postureposed, yet every line of his face spoke of cold resolve.


    Momentster, the clink of chains and the thud of boots echoed through the corridor.


    A woman was led in—thin, pallid, wearing the drab uniform of the incarcerated.


    Vivi.


    Time had not been kind to her. Her face bore the wear of confinement, but her eyes still burned with venom and malice.


    She looked up casually—then stopped dead.


    Her breath hitched.


    Noah?


    He wasn’t dead?


    Reality mmed into her like a punch to the gut.


    For a beat, her mind reeled.


    Why had hee? What did he want?


    Still, Vivi fought to keep her expression controlled.


    She slipped into that familiar fa?ade, even as her heart pounded beneath it.


    Noah met her gaze with indifference.


    No greeting. No small talk.


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    “Who is K?”


    The question struck like lightning. Vivi’s head jerked up, eyes wide with disbelief.


    K? Why was he asking about her?


    Her thoughts raced.


    Did he not remember? Could it be…


    A reckless, thrilling thought crept into her mind—he had lost his memory.


    Carefully, she masked her reaction.


    Her lips curled slowly into a derisive smile,ced with cruelty.


    “Mr. Wall, forgive me, but I’m a little confused…” Vivi said smoothly, tilting her head with mock innocence. “You came all this way… just to ask me about K?”


    She watched him intently, then leaned forward, her voice softening as she carefully ented every syble.


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