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I KNOW YOU LIKE MY BROTHER

Author: NABI CD
last update publish date: 2026-07-21 03:53:03

CHAPTER 56

Liam was already pulling out his phone before he'd slammed the café door behind him.

He tapped Aria's chat open again.

Aria: Liam, please come help me.

His thumb hovered over the keyboard.

Liam: What's wrong? Where are you?

Her reply came almost immediately.

It was a location pin followed by an address.

Grand Crescent Hotel.

Nothing else.

Liam frowned.

No explanation.

No details.

Just an address.

"Seriously?" What the heck was wrong?

He waved down the first taxi that drove past.

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