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Chapter 1213

In a dimly lit chamber at Sullivan Residence, Myra stood before a statue. A string of prayer beads slipped through her fingers as she rolled them back and forth. Her eyes remained closed as she was deep in meditation. The dark chamber was concealed within Myra's quarters, and lining the walls were over a dozen statues. At first glance, they seemed ordinary, but a closer look revealed something unsettling—their twisted features bore an uncanny resemblance to demons. The chamber door creaked open just then, and a man in a gray robe stepped inside. Myra's eyes fluttered open. "What did you find?" The man replied respectfully, "It's indeed Lily. But whether she has lost her memory still requires further investigation." The man was Errol Williamson—Myra's personal shadow guard. He served no one but her. Myra lifted her gaze slightly, her tone indifferent. "Dig deeper. Lily is a clever woman. Don't let her catch on." "Yes, we'll be careful," Errol replied. "What's the situation with

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