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Chapter 53

Author: ~ Naomi ~
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-10-15 22:43:02

Olivia POV

"Her mother," I repeated, sitting up fully now, the warm, floating contentment of the evening evaporating instantly. "Vanessa's mother wants to contact Ethan?"

"I didn't even know she had a relationship with her mother," Roman said, scrolling further into the email, his brow furrowed. "Vanessa always said they were estranged. I never met the woman, not once, not even during our engagement."

"What does Priya say?"

"Not much yet. Just that she reached out through a family law attorney,
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