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... ithout any inflection or emotion, made the smile on Sabo’s face freeze instantly.
His blood ran cold.
That voice... the nightmare he was trying desperately to escape!
He whipped his head around, peering through the crack in the tree hole.
Outside.
A middle-aged man in gorgeous noble attire stood there quietly. His face was cold, his eyes filled with arrogance and indifference.
It was his father.
Outlook III!
And behind his father, r ...
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