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... sbelief, his brows furrowing as the weight of the revelation settled in.
But then, at that very moment, Arthur’s lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk. A sinister glint flickered in his eyes—he could feel it, an unspoken truth hanging in the air.
Deep down, Alex must have felt a twisted sense of satisfaction.
After all, Tryson was his son, his blood, the rightful heir to carry on his legacy. It was only fitting that he would solidify his place in the dynasty, securing hi ...
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