Chapter 105 “Who’s your father, Ricardo? With a father like yours, of course your face is ridiculously handsome.” “Then why? Why did you give me an ugly shovel?” The little shovels Leonel had kindly given one apiece to the twins were, objectively, far from ugly. Delicate ornament over a dainty shape, gleaming multicolored glaze, flowers and butterflies…. To Leonel they...
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