Chapter 132 Behind locked doors

Miranda's POV

I woke up in the cold penthouse.

The bed next to me was empty. Victor's sheets were messy, and his pillow still had an imprint, but he was gone. The clock said 6:47 a.m. I reached for my phone on the charger.

It wasn’t there.

I sat up and looked around. The charger was unplugged, a...

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