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A quick nod from the tall man and soon, a piece of paper with some writing was in Charles's hand and just seconds later, the visitor was gone. "Mother, you were about to say something earlier," Charles reminded her and she could not help but shiver a bit. "Yes, about that..." Claire clutched her bag's handle tighter. "I, uh..." "It is something that terrible?" Charles asked and her chest sank at the look on his face. "It is about Daphne." "Excuse me?" The built man shifted his stance. "I sent her to you." Mrs. Oxford's eyes fell onto the ground. "I told her to pretend the pregnancy is yours. I-"

Ezra said, answering his initial questions. At that moment, Harry took me in his arms, removing me from the truck. I felt how his penetrating sight was on me. He put his lips close to my face, and I had to resist, with all my being, the urge to spit in his face. “I finally have you, Emma. I won’t stop until you give me a son. A son with your powers… A legitimate heir to the throne.” His nose sniffed my neck and then ran his tongue over it. He finished his attack by sucking my neck, hard. He wanted to leave a mark.

But what had he done with that knowledge? He continued, his voice was heavy with guilt. “Charles never truly knew you, Daphne. To him, you were a pawn. When he approved our marriage, it wasn’t out of fatherly love or trust. It was because your blood ran through his veins, he finally got a reason to get rid of you and keep you hidden forever —” “Stop!” I gasped, my hand flying to my mouth as hot tears spilled down my cheeks. “Stop lying to me!”

"Smart fox. Any other interesting developments I should know about?" I tilted my head, giving him a smirk of my own. "Are you stalking a slave girl who apparently made it to Crown tier?" He gave me a pointed look, but I caught the hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "Just making sure my investment is protected." The word 'investment' stung a little, like a sharp small barb wire making a cut. I pushed the feeling aside and told him everything Harrion had said, every detail I could remember. The way his voice had felt pretentious, and how he found any chance for our hands to touch. I watched Riven's expression carefully as I spoke, noting how his jaw tightened when I mentioned Harrison taking

He didn't need anyone to tell him that Danielle was extremely upset with him, even though she hadn't said a word to him. Charlotte, looking down at the floor as she was sitting down and her small bag dropping from her grips. All she could see was her own feet. Suddenly, she heard footsteps approaching. She lifted her gaze and saw Harry. "No matter what anyone says about you, I'm still here for you. Can we leave this place? You are still the one I love," Harry said. She looked at Harry and then cast her eyes back to the ground. Out of nowhere, she felt overwhelmed with joy as the shame of what people would say when they find out she was she secretly dating her best friend's dad went away and

"Charles, how did Harry end up like this? He even brought a pregnant woman back with him. If this news spreads, it's going to tarnish our family's reputation. Mom's funeral isn't over yet. Why don't we ask him to go back first? There are so many people here. He—" "He's your brother," Charles interrupted. "Don't say anything like this in front of Dad, or he's going to fly into a rage." As soon as Charles finished speaking, he went into the room, with Camille hurriedly following behind him. When Hazel saw that William was stunned, she tugged at his arm and said in a low voice, "This is bad. I think that woman is Harry's partner. If the Dawsons find out about this, they're going to be so upset,

answered Harry to the girl. "Daddy, you have an appointment for doctor Chris to examine you today." Said the dark brown hair figure with the golden shirt, still from the outside of the door. "Oh, yes. Daddy forgot..." Mr. Harry then stood up, "I forgot, I have an examination for control today!" explained Harry to his guest. ### They are walking outside the campus. "It is so weird..what we've done...looking for girls to marry inside the campus. So weird." Said Remus.

Harry said, picking up the folder but Charles took it away from him. “We aren't done talking." Charles smiled, turning the folder into a hand fan. He just loved getting on Harry's nerves. “You know very well that I hate guessing and that I'm also bad at it so why make me do it?" Harry asked with a frown. “Because it's fun, now go on and guess." Charles smiled. He could have easily just told Harry he's expecting a child but what's the fun in that. It's better this way because if you leave this man, he might end up forgetting what if feels like to have fun.

(Stella's POV) With the news, Harry was leaving the town, I was upset. I didn’t want to let him go. I wanted to stop him but a part of me kept saying he needed distraction from everything for few days. It’s not like Harry was leaving the town permanently. He would come within few days to attend his final exams and the real problem starts after that. I won’t be seeing him often once we graduate. He might leave for another country for his higher studies as his father wanted him to study business management and god knows what I would be doing. Aunt Charlotte and uncle Zach were at my house talking to my parents. Harry was on the couch beside them not even looking at me. He was silent all the ti

"Look, look, there is no sound. There are such two lovely children. How many good things did she do in her last life to have such a pair of lovely children?" Charles especially wanted to give himself two big mouths. The old madam had been staring at him because they were not married. Now that she knew that Harry had a pair of dragon and phoenix twins, she must be jealous of him. She didn't know how to force him. Charles was in a state of deep water and heat. "Harry, can we go back one day later?" Although Charles was dissatisfied with her grandmother's coercion, she was his grandmother, his closest relative. At such a young age, he ran so far, so he wanted the old lady to have a rest.