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Chapter 58

"You bastard!"

"My daughter! You hid my own daughter from me!"

I stretched my legs on the bed, waking up and scanning the room for anything peculiar. I could have sworn I heard Gregory shouting and the thought about who he was shouting at scared me.

I slowly got out of bed pulling the floral pillows from Marrakech to the side. The room I was staying at was nothing but gorgeous. The walls together with the Phillip Lloyd Powell chairs deployed tranquil tones of grey.

Just opposite the chairs was a luxury walk in wardrobe filled with some of Isadora's old clothes. Not that I was staying in her room rather Marie thought since I didn't have any clothes with me, I could as well wear Isadora's old ones.

Once my feet got into the fuzzy slippers, I went to the glass doors sliding them open. They led to an outside balcony that managed to capture the beauty of the vegetation of Montgomery's estate.

I held my arms tighter once the harsh wind slapped my arms. I heard grunting once more and Gregor
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