Reborn and Ruthless: The Midas Touch Returns
g silence of the Blackwood
ed at me, but I wouldn't break. I clung to the memories of J
nes' world sta
crippling their systems. A string of devastatingly
ly. The curse was closing in, even in this new life,
ria Thorne w
omposure cracked with desperation when
r voice strained. "Yo
able Thorne safe house. Not freedom, but a gilded cage. Victoria intended
irthday party were in full swing. It was also to b
in our first life – an understated, almost hidden affair, because he hadn't wan
spared. The city buzzed with
the gala, Victo
ulian's declining health and the
ted, dispensing with pleasantr
ined s
w. He needs to be strong
so cold, held a fl
the shocki
r words carefully. "Marcus Rylan. An investig
lving toxic waste and falsified safety reports, the very same kind of site where Julian had left me to die. Thorne C
are resolved," Victoria continued. "All charges dropped, his assets unfrozen. H
ou, Elara, will agree to a formal, binding
erate mind, to somehow transfer some of my "luck" indirectly, or at least get
finished, "would be 'free
, but a potential ally. A man with a strong moral compass, a strategic mind, and a dee
I said, my
uick acceptance. "Good. The arran
hannel I'd established. I' d sent him a simple message: "I know what the Thornes
us but intrigued. "Who ar
porary alliance. A marriage of convenience. I
. He'd asked for more
outlining the benefits, the
Marc and I were alr
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