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Chapter 12 Grandfather’s Ultimatum

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Preston’s heart ached when he saw his sweetheart crying. He pulled her into a tight embrace, then he kissed her tears away and said, “I promise, Babe. That woman will never set foot in this mansion because she is nothing but a placeholder.

My love, my body belongs to you, and I promise that I will never share a bed with her.” They kissed each other passionately for a long time, then Vivica started unbuttoning Preston’s shirt.

Preston looked at her with questioning eyes. Vivica smiled shyly and
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