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chapter 138

Penulis: Deedson
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-16 04:49:14

(Hazel's POV)

"Do not answer it," Julian said sharply, already crossing the kitchen toward Rosalind, but she had already pressed the phone to her ear, her face draining of color with every passing second.

"Who is this," she demanded, her voice shaking despite her obvious effort to sound steady. A long silence followed, broken only by whatever was being said on the other end, until Rosalind finally lowered the phone with trembling hands.

"He said to tell Hazel that the Whitmore money was never t
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