On the third floor, most doors of the lounges were open except for the one at the very end, which remained shut.

Brea, Lyndon’s mother, approached and knocked her knuckles on the door.

“Lyndon, are you inside?”

After a brief pause, a gentle female voice from within replied, “Just give me a moment.”

The crowd waited patiently, and eventually, the door swung open.

Ivy appeared in the doorway, wearing a man’s suit and looking bashful.

Angela’s Library

“Mrs. Fernandez.”

look but kept her silence. She walked past the woman and entered the

few buttons of

and a sensation of

did you

approached Lyndon, pausing before finishing her

she naturally understands her son’s

it’s inconceivable for him to engage in any mischief with women on an occasion like

knew that her son was in love with the late Rosanna. How

at the suddenly emerging crowd

what brings

“We are…”

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