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Chapter Thirty Four

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He crossed the spacious hallway, the butler politely showing him to Charles' study.

"Allow me to say- I'm glad you're visiting us again, Mister Liam, " the man said and gave him a warm smile.

"I'm glad to be here as well. And I'm always delighted to meet Charles."

The numerous Chinese vases were decorating the long corridor and Liam took a mental note Charles had brought with him even more things from Canton this time. 

The place had started resembling a mansion that didn't belong in England and was more like one that was in the East.

Liam really liked that.

The butler retreated and Liam knocked on the door.

"Yes?"

Charles answered from inside and quickly got up once he saw the visitor was Liam.

"My dear boy, "

"Charles, I'm so glad to see you're fine and well."

They shook hands and Liam remembered how welcoming Charles had always been with him. He always got that strange feeling he was very

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