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Chapter 16

Author: Lightmoon
It was not long before the car pulled through the gates of the Muller family residence. The ornate wrought-iron gates opened wide, revealing lush greenery inside despite the winter chill.

The grounds were still vibrant, with manicured hedges, flowing water features, and a quaint little bridge that gave the estate an old-world charm.

The car drove straight through the inner courtyard and pulled up directly outside the warm entry hall. As soon as the engine shut off, Keane was already there, stepping out to greet them.

He reached for Elizabeth first, gently touching her face to make sure she was warm before letting out a quiet sigh of relief. But when his eyes fell on Marisol, his gaze turned cold and stern. Of everyone in the Muller family, only Elizabeth had ever truly liked her.

Lucian and Keane had always kept their distance. The latter, in particular, never hid his disapproval, though he kept it subtle for Elizabeth's sake.

Marisol politely greeted. "Keane."

He answered with
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