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Chapter 217 Did Something Happen Last Night?

Chapter 217 Did Something Happen Last Night?

Lesson?

I turned my head to glance at him. "Alright, I'm ready to learn. Carl, please teach me....

Carter's gaze fixed on me, his eyes shining with a flicker of delight.

"What did you just call me?"

"Carl."

He wrapped his arms around me, his voice low and filled with excitement. The name seemed to resonate with him, but it was something I had long since forgotten Back then, when I saw Anna tumble into the water, I jumped in to grab her hand,

It was a busy day, and Anna and 1, both small in stature, had finaged to slip away from the bodyguards.

When Anna fell, I caught her hand, but the current was too strong, and we were too small. Her fingers quickly slipped from my grip, carried away by the rushing water. Then, I struck my head on a rock and lost consciousness. When I came to, I was told that someone from the Boltons had rescued me.

Unaware of the secret, I assumed it was Luke who had saved me.

After I thanked Luke, he didn't say anything about the truth, and from that moment on, our families began to interact more often

At that age. I was carefree, and Jeffrey had taken a liking to me early on, so I frequently visited to

One day, I heard the soft sound of a piano coming from the attic, so I climbed the stairs to investigate,

There, I saw a striking young boy with pale skin and long, graceful fingers, looking like a character straight out of a fairytale. ""Who are you?"

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The music stopped, and the young boy turned to face me. His gaze was naturally distant, and he replied. calmly, "Carter Bolton "Are you a member of the Boltons?"

"Kind of Despite his icy demeanor, he answered all of my questions.

he was, I asked him to teach me how to play the

fingers are so delicate, You play so well. Do you want

did you just call

I call you

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he patiently taught me

visit him again soon. Luke discovered what I

He

him.

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Carter was his uncle, who had a

being a bit distant, he

me to swear

me, so I simply obeyed his demands without

grew distant from

into the farthest corner of my mind, completely

never forgot the little girl who once called him

my ear turned scorching, and his voice softened with a coaxing edge,

I murmured,

he was

though he intended to consume me

around my waist, holding me

hurts... You're hurting

realizing it.

sorry, I hurt

his grip on me. "Should I blow

"Sure, Carl..."

neck, and my collarbone, slowly making their way lower. The strap had slid halfway down, and a

tried to cover

his voice gentle and soothing, urging me to let

too warm or if the heat from the drink had gotten to

my skin, inch by inch,

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