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15. The Brothers Quarrel

Author: BlackSnow
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-08-26 22:40:47

In one of the rooms at the L’umiere apartment near campus, Arthur heard the distinct chime of someone entering the passcode at the door, followed by a set of familiar footsteps.

A quiet, subtle grin spread across his face.

He was standing at the kitchen sink, sleeves of his grey linen shirt neatly rolled up to his elbows as he rinsed a ceramic mug. He turned off the faucet and used a dry dish towel to wipe down the counter. To the right of the sink lay a brown leather folder stamped with the Mo
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