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... paper on the table.

Lady Beterica calmly sipped on a cup of tea and glanced at her son who was staring at her with an expression of disbelief.

"I know you are not talking in that tone of voice with me young man," Lady Beterica softly whispered as she placed the cup of tea down on the table.

"Sorry mother," Chase replied quickly as he bowed his head.

Even though he was an adult, whenever his mother used her stern voice he would immediately be taken back to his childhood d ...

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