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... ame from the side, and Titus Zane’s wrist was suddenly gripped tight. With an alarmed shout, his instinctive reaction was to break free from the restraints and flee.
A familiar voice arose above him, low and stern.
"Titus Zane, it’s me!"
The sudden appearance of Nathan Moore slowed Alder Locke’s steps. He had been worried that Titus Zane would escape and had rushed over faster, but now...
In the banquet hall, all the guests’ gazes were directed their way, some sur ...
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