Chapter 340 Unfolding
- *Author's POV*
- Back at the hillside estate in Chamtona, the view was deceptively peaceful—an endless stretch of green below, whispering waves in the distance, birds gliding through an untouched sky. But on the balcony, none of that mattered.
- Not to Yaseen. Not to Lance. And certainly not to Sylvester, whose voice cut through the calm like a blade wrapped in velvet.