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Chapter 155 Emily's Point of View The ice clinked in my glass as I swirled the amber liquid, a satisfied smile playing on my lips. The news of Williams' death still felt surreal, like a dream I might wake up from at any moment. But it wasn't a dream. We had finally succeeded. The private room at the Golden Palace Restaurant was dimly lit, perfect for clandestine meetings like this one. I checked my watch he was late, as usual. But tonight, I didn't mind. Tonight was worth celebrating. The door opened quietly, and he slipped in like a shadow. The mask he always wore gleamed dully in the low light, its metallic surface reflecting the flickering candles on the table.  "Emily," he said, his voice smooth and controlled. "I trust you're enjoying yourself?" I raised my glass in his direction. "How could I not? Williams Brown is finally dead." He moved to the bar, pouring himself a drink with deliberate precision. "Indeed. One of our most troublesome obstacles, removed from the board." His lau