“To us,” Julian toasted, his eyes lingering a second too long on Elara before shifting to Toochi. “And to the fact that nobody outside this room understands how this works.”
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Marcus sighed, sliding the device onto the table. He looked at the three people who knew his truest self. “I’m just trying to build the empire we talked about.”