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Chapter Sixty-eight
Beryl's POV “Well, you didn't mention that you didn't kill the Dark Hunter, because he is back.” My dad said, his voice so loud that I was scared someone might have heard him. “Dad!” I exclaimed and he shrugged. “What?” He asked nonchalantly. “You should've at least notified us that something was amiss, only then would we prepare for the shock ahead.” He complained, looking at my mom, who didn't seem to understand what we were saying at first or could she be pretending not to listen to us. “We can't be talking so loudly about this, what if someone hears us?” I said in between my teeth as I gave a tight smile to a maid who passed when she bowed and greeted me. I immediately scanned around for any other person who could've heard what my dad had asked and showed interest in any way, but
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