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Ninety-Eight
Owen's smile spread wider when it remained just he and Aurora in the living room. And his eyes roamed her features, his lips quirking in pleasure as he took a daring step closer to her. "Stop right there." She growled at him, with a fierce and disgusted expression on her face. "Like my son said, what the hell kind of game are you playing?" Her voice was laced with venom as she confronted him, eyes blazing with anger and defiance. Standing her ground, she refused to back down in the face of his advances. Owen's smile faltered slightly at her sharp tone, but he quickly regained his composure, his eyes narrowing in malice and determination. "I'm not playing any game, Aurora," he replied smoothly, his voice dripping with false sincerity. "Like I said, I'm simply seeking the truth, just like
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