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2024-10-29 19:42:56Romaine, Cyrill, and Rozelyn were just staring at the scarlet letter—the letter that contained an invitation from Maebh Mullin’s soiree to their luxurious estate. They just arrived from the Zadzisai residence when the scarlet-colored letter flabbergasted them by their doorstep.
The three were, of course, somewhat bothered. They just witnessed one hell of an incident. Then now, they were invited for a luscious gathering, particularly from one of the people that the family was not-in-so-good-terms.
“What now?” asked Rozelyn.
“We’re invited for a reason. We will attend…for the sake of respect to the Mullin family as well,” Romaine replied in such a plain tone.
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