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... > Fourth Master Swan looked at Jeanne’s silhouette and slowly returned to the car.

Teddy followed and sat in the passenger seat.

The car drove towards the Swans Family Manor.

In the quiet car.

“Teddy.”

“Yes?” Teddy’s voice was trembling.

Those who were not familiar with Edward Swan only knew that he was cold, aloof, and unapproachable. Those who had come into contact with him would know that he was a petty man who would seek revenge for the smalles ...

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