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... retended not to know and straightened his posture.
‘Didn’t Lark say I could be sentenced to one-year isolation at Wydrow at best or two-year at Hebanon at worst…?’
Dad, who had gritted his teeth enough to be heard by everyone around him, suddenly turned around and left the courtroom.
“D-Dad!” I panicked and shouted, but Dad had already disappeared like the wind. I swallowed as I looked at the tightly closed court door and closed my mouth.
‘What the hell is going o ...
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