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15 The Warning!

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15

The Warning!

Ryan bounded down the stairs, humming a light tune. It was nice to be home, the high ceilings, the polished marble floors, and the fact that there were maids around to cater to his needs.

Sure, staying at Grandma’s had taught him to be more independent, cooking his own breakfast, doing his own laundry but there was something undeniably comfortable about having people at his beck and call again. Maids to cater to his needs and the authority he has around here.

Not to mention, he’d woken up early. Unheard of for him.

Thanks, Grams.

“Ryan!” Margaret’s voice broke into his thoughts, surprised.

He smiled at her as he walked toward the dining room.

“You’re up early. Do you need something?” she asked, still looking as if she’d spotted a rare animal.

“Guess I got used to it at Grams’. That three month vacation really did a lot of wonders. I’m sure I will slip back into my normal routine soon enough,” he said with a casual wave, snagging an apple before heading to the living r
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