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... district of the city, stood a splendid manor.
Rushing from the distance, a carriage arrived and entered the manor, finally stopping in front of the manor villa.
The side door of the carriage opened, and a figure shrouded in a cloak stepped down.
He rejected the valet’s service and strode vigorously into the hall.
And as soon as he entered the hall, he roared, his aged voice full of anger:
"Jordan! You little bastard! Get out here!"
The angry roar c ...
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