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Chapter 25: Where Has He Gone?

Author: Zee Bliss
last update publish date: 2026-06-04 15:30:08
Aria's POV

Our gazes shifted toward the glass entrance of the hall.

A small group was making their way down the building.

Alexander, his grandfather; his father, Mr. Dylan; and Isabella's father, Mr. Grey, emerged together. Although they walked in the same direction, they maintained a distinct, chilly distance from one another.

Mr. Dylan carefully supported his elderly father's arm, guiding him down each step with quiet attentiveness. Beside them, Alexander moved with effortless grace, hi
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