Zenith couldn't believe she had hung up on him. He didn't dial the number again. Her voice was so soothing, so ethereal. Only if she hadn't gotten together with someone else. He didn't want to look petty, chasing after a woman who was taken. He wouldn't like it if someone else chased after his woman. He sighed. Maybe they weren't really fated.Yanis walked into the house and saw his mother talking to a woman. "I'm home," Yanis said. A young lady was sitting beside the older visitor. "Such a filial son. Most young men these days no longer live with their parents," the older lady said. Madam Quinn smiled. "Come here, Yanis. Meet your aunt. She is my friend, Madam Stanley," she said."Oh! Hello, aunty," Yanis said and prepared to walk to his room. Madam Quinn said, "Wait, I know you're tired, but you should be polite," she said. "This is Aunt Stanley's daughter, Maggie.""Oh! Nice to meet you, Miss Stanley," Yanis said. "What do you think of Maggie? Don't you think she is pretty, gorgeou
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