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.”

silence. She walked past the woman and entered the

Lyndon Lounged on a chair, a few

his brows, and a sensation of dizziness

did

pausing before

she naturally

soul, and it’s inconceivable for him to engage in any

Rosanna. How could he suddenly become entangled with the daughter of

glanced at the suddenly emerging crowd

brings everyone

“We are…”

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