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Chapter Seventy: Dinning War

Author: Oziomachi
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-07 18:39:29

Sophia’s POV

MORANO'S MANSION – DINING TABLE

“Logan, are you okay?” I asked softly, my eyes on him as he kept shifting his fork through the eggs and bread like he was dissecting them instead of eating. He hadn’t taken more than two bites since we all sat down.

“I’m okay,” he replied quickly, forcing a weak smile that didn’t even reach his eyes.

That lie couldn’t fool me. I knew Logan well enough to sense when something was bothering him. And this — this mood, this energy — it reeked of conflict. And if I had to guess, it had something to do with Massimo.

Leonard, who had just taken a bite from his toast, reached over with his fork and dropped an extra piece of bread onto my plate.

“Eat more so that you’ll focus in school,” he said warmly, flashing me that gentle smile that only I seemed to get from him.

“Thank you,” I replied, my lips curling into a grateful smile.

I reached for my tea as the quiet clinking of cutlery filled the room. But every few seconds, I could feel Leonard’s eyes
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