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.”

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

Lyndon Lounged on a chair, a few buttons of his

and a sensation of

why did you

approached Lyndon, pausing before

a mother, she naturally

good-hearted soul, and it’s inconceivable for him to engage in any mischief with women on an

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

the suddenly emerging

what brings

“We are…”

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