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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.

him to teach me how to

delicate, You play so well. Do you

did you

should I call

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he patiently

to visit him again soon. Luke discovered

He

him.

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his uncle, who had a peculiar personality, and insisted that I

couldn't understand why, despite Carter being

to swear that I

I believed he had saved me, so I simply obeyed his demands without

grew

faded away, tucked into the

little girl who once called him

breath against my ear turned scorching, and his voice softened

murmured, "Carl...

or gentle. It felt like he was unleashing emotions he'd kept buried

touch was forceful, as though

wrapped around my waist, holding me so tightly it was almost

it hurts...

realizing it. I

I

me. "Should I blow on it to make

"Sure, Carl..."

touched my forehead, my nose, my lips, my neck, and my collarbone, slowly making their way lower. The strap had slid halfway down, and a chill ran over

to

yet," he said softly, his voice gentle and soothing, urging me to let

was too warm or

inch by inch, sending a

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