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CHAPTER 91. WHERE THE LIVING HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TAKING MY DAUGHTER TO?
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I smile at her as I wave my hands quickly, trying to dismiss her apology."Hey, it's okay, ma'am. It's fine. I totally get it. I understand," I reply and look down at the ground.She chuckles and squats before me again, observing me intensely."You might not know this, but I have actually been watching you guys for a very long while," she says, and I snap my gaze back to look at her as she grins at me."I know how much you love and care about my daughter. That's the main reason why I am totally not against all of this, but well, I guess it is something we can talk about later while we handle this severe situation right now. Do you have any specific reason as to why the witches and wizards attacked and went for her? Did they say anything or give off any hint that revealed why they wanted her?"I scratch my fingers against my forehead and look around me. "Oh yeah, they did. They kept mentioning things like she was a threat to the world, and she is not what we think she is, and she's som
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