Chapter 58 THEY KILLED HER FLORA.

Flora’s POV

Tyler planted both palms flat on the marble counter, leaning in.

“Proff,” he demanded, voice hard. “What did you find?”

“They’re stepbrothers, Sinclair,” the old man rumbled, the low hum of server racks audible in the background. “Same mother, different fathers. I matched their bi...

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