“What you’re curious about in the end, Young miss…… is ‘the truth,’ isn’t it?” Whether that old man is really your blood relative, or not. Smiling, Maegu stroked Gyeon Geum-hee’s cheek. Smack—swiftly swatted away like a summer mosquito. “Don’t wag your tail at the youngest.” “Tch…… If only you’d dote on Yuni like that too. How lovely would that be?”...
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