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CHAPTER EIGHT: THE SECRET ON HIS PHONE

Author: Batroy Ink
last update publish date: 2026-08-10 23:53:08

THE SECRET ON HIS PHONE

Logan rubbed his hands, smiling as he stared down at the plates on the dining table.

“Steak and eggs," he said, nodding with satisfaction.

As always, Lucas had outdone himself. It wasn't anything fancy, but he had somehow managed to make it taste better than anything Logan could have made himself.

He shifted his phone to his other hand and sat down at the table as Lucas placed the final plate.

"Who was that?” Lucas asked, pouring himself a glass of fruit juice.

Loga
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