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Chapter 50

Rosette was Rozelyn’s fucking aunt; half-aunt to be precise. She assumes that there is nothing like that in this world: a half-aunt. Probably it’s just her thoughts.

            ‘Fine. I will just call Rosette as “aunt”,’ Rozelyn pondered as she walked to their house which was just next to Thalia’s abode.

            She entered silently as the house is quiet; which means Cyrill is still asleep even though noon is nearing.

            “Gosh, he’s still snoring!” Rozelyn shook her hands in an irritated manner.

            She grabbed a glass of orange juice by the fridge. Yet, even if she already drank two glasses, she can still hear his loud snoring due to his Thaumaturge senses.<

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