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CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND FIVE

Author: Grace Kelly
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-26 23:48:45

THIRD PERSON’S POV

“Son!” Mr Wolfe called out the second the call was picked, a tinge of excitement coursing through him.

This was his first and only call for the month and it had taken a lot of convincing the staff that he just missed his family and wanted to hear their voices to get them to actually let him use the phone.

Alaric froze, the phone still on his ear. It came as a surprise that his deadbeat father even had his number, or that he could ever call. He didn't even come for Bianca’s burial.

Rage seethed within Alaric.

“What do you want?”

Mr Wolfe rubbed his forehead with his palm as he heard someone call his fake name from behind.

“A few minutes left.” A worker of the house informed.

He had no idea where to start the conversation. Would it be from an apology or from where he was abandoned by the same woman he left Alaric’s mother for?

Instead, he said,

“Can you come greet me?”

Alaric released a small laugh consumed with disbelief.

“You are dead to me. Don’t call this number
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