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... his hand, making the black cat tattoo on his wrist appear fierce and wild.
The golden blade flew past everyone and embedded into the center of the dining table, halfway into the wooden surface.
The dignitaries at the table were dumbfounded, relieved that the knife wasn’t aimed at their heads, while Nathan Ayers stood in the dining room, his expression equally stunned, taking a long time to react.
Young Master Sterling... Are you some kind of master face-changer from folkl ...
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