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... ian was now settled comfortably in California, the heart of Langston Industries. With his suite in the hotel, luxurious and lavish, he began working on his plan to bring down David Langston's empire. His two prime tools-Sarah and Charlotte-were ready, but he wasn't in any rush. He knew that patience and precision would win this game. After all, dismantling an empire didn't happen overnight. Wang Jian smiled to himself as he looked out of the large windows overlooking the city skyline, already fo ...

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