31 août 2026

The Paraplegic Mafia Boss Was Abandoned at His Own Wedding — The Humble Maid Said: “Shall We Dance?”

“Poor thing…” someone whispered.

—After the attack, money doesn’t buy new legs.

—Who would want to be tied to that for life?

Sebastian heard everything. Every word. Every poison.

He gripped the armrests until his knuckles turned white. And then the message arrived.

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