Throw Her in the Dungeon. Burn Her Alive (Chloe's POV)

I snapped my fingers.

The wooden door on the side of the banquet hall slammed open. Ten moneylender guards strode in.

They reeked of blood. They crossed the floor without slowing, stopped in front of me, and dropped to one knee on the carpet in unison.

"Boss!"

Ten voices struck the air at once. ...

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