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◇ KEL ◇

"Maxim."

His mom's voice. Did she need something? I turned and saw Mrs. Falco, who smiled at me after calling out to her son using his childhood nickname.

"Sorry to hear about your father being ill, Mykaela. I hope he feels better soon." Mrs. Falco walked towards us while carrying a small black box, her white dress and shiny hair just showing off elegance and poise.

"I just checked on Cloe and Charr again. We called for paramedics again but she's doing much better. Thanks to you, dear."

"Glad I could help, Signora." I flicked Miles' forearm and gestured for him to acknowledge his mother.

"Maxim."

"What, Mamma?" Miles kept focusing on his phone screen and didn't even look at his mother.

His bored sigh and rude tone made me slap his arm discreetly. "Everything okay, Mrs. Falco?" I asked the matriarch.

Ofelia lagged behind Mrs. Falco, now carrying a tray of food. The maid served plates of colorful biscuits, fruits, bread, and juice on the coffee table in front of me and Miles.

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