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Different Families

Author: Rare Diamond
last update publish date: 2026-04-15 19:30:58

Kane Hau Alexander's POV

I was at the door, eavesdropping on the conversation between Lambert and Ethan. Every other person had left, and Carl wanted to drag me away. But I stood my ground and refused to leave.

“Kane, come on now. Leave them alone. There are things I need to tell you,” Carl said with a grimace, and playfully tugged on my shirt.

“I will join you later, okay?” I replied, and when I noticed he was reluctant to leave, my face hardened. “Carl, not today. I am not going to entertain
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