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Charles Taylor scrambled to his feet and immediately ran to the legs of the noble lady emerging from the crowd.
He threw himself into the noble lady’s arms, wailing, tears and snot mingling together.
The noble lady, dressed exquisitely and elegantly, seeing her beloved nephew crying like this,
didn’t care about her own expensive dress and directly picked up her nephew, holding him in her arms to comfort him.
“Oh, oh, Paul, don’t cry, aunt is here… tell ...
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