Chapter 112 Chapter one hundred and Twelve

Chiara

I opened my eyes to a white ceiling. The smell of antiseptic hit me first. Then the faint beeping beside my bed. My body felt like it had been beaten from the inside out.

It took a while before everything came rushing back.

The heist building.

The fake ring.

The Table.

Valentino’s fist.

T...

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