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Chapter 67Vol 4. : You Were Dead the Moment You Touched My Daughter
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... a faint, unfamiliar fragrance coming from this person.
“Is it Mom?”
That didn’t seem right either. Her mother’s embrace was soft and comforting. But this person’s hold, though not exactly hard, didn’t feel like her mother’s at all.
“Who is it...”
Noa tried to open her eyes to see, but her strength seemed to have been entirely drained, making it impossible.
Luckily, she didn’t sense any malice from the person holding her.
Perhaps someone from the ac ...
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