Chapter 362 “Oscar—Oscar would never do something like this.” “Cayetana.” “With Ines… Juan, with your son’s wife, he dared to cast covetous eyes, yes, that’s true. But…” Murmuring the words “cast covetous eyes” herself, Cayetana twisted her mouth as if the phrase were somewhat revolting, then lowered her gaze in helpless misery again. “If he really harbored that sort of...
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