Chapter7
The outskirts of Manhattan were struck by a rare torrential rainstorm.
Gale-force winds whipped dense raindrops, smashing them mercilessly against the three-meter-high black-and-gold wrought-iron gates of Vance Manor. The estate's driveway was paved with seamless Tuscan marble, flanked by sycamore ...
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