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.”

her silence.

Lounged on a chair, a few buttons of his shirt undone, unveiling his sturdy

and a sensation

why did you

pausing

mother, she naturally understands her

for him to engage in

the late Rosanna. How

suddenly emerging crowd

what brings

“We are…”

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