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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

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“Now, to what do I owe this reunion, Family?” I asked. "Let's keep it short and simple. I have other important things to do."

"Not even a hug, I'm excited to see Mum and Dad, or how did you guys survive that long in exile? Really, Son?" my mum asked. A sly bitch. The very source of my hatred for dubious women.

My mum, Mrs. Ashley Kurt, at fifty-five years old, possessed a pair of striking green eyes - a feature I had inherited from her. Those eyes held an undeniable power, an intense gaze that seemed to run in our family. Tiny wrinkles clustered underneath her eyes, evidence of a life lived making calculated moves. Her face had a striking beauty, the kind that commanded attention and demanded respect. High cheekbones and a perfectly shaped nose added to her captivating charm. She spared no expense in maintaining her youthful appearance.

Her tastes were extravagant, reflecting her love for luxury. From designer clothes to exquisite jewelry adorning her neck, she exuded class.
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