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Dean's Villa

Dean turned around to see his mother, Sarah, staring deeply into his eyes, her arms wrapped around her chest, and a smug look on her face as the icing on the cake.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" he asked, clearly irritated by her presence.

Sarah scoffed, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and said, "Wow! That was a quick thaw. Am I going to get more insults if she's still alive?"

A dark chuckle escaped his lips as he adjusted his sleeves. "Sarah, everyone in this house knows better than to toy with me or the things I love! So don't test me. I've been losing hair ever since I started eliminating my family members!"

Sarah just glared at her son. He was blinded by what he called love, lost in whatever spell Bethany had cast on him.

"You don't know how badly I want to meet her—to get her to stop fooling you!"

"Don't you dare talk to her!" he yelled, but she remained ominously silent.

His brows furrowed, and he pointed a finger at her with a faint smile on his lips.
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