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Chapter 69: The Charity Gala
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2026-06-18 01:00:00“Liyana already has a mother—Grandfather.”
He paused. “My daughter does not need anyone else as long as I am alive,” Raiyan said. His voice came out even. Quiet. Not angry. “I raised her on my own for the past two and a half years. If she did not need a mother then, she doesn't need one now.” He looked at his grandfather directly. "Elena is like family Grandfather," Raiyan said. "She's like Amirah to me. That has never been anything
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Vows Written In Silence Chapter 69: The Charity Gala
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