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ooks like a wealthy young lady raised in seclusion and rarely seen by others!"What did your father say to you"He possessively caressed her forehead, letting the soft touch gently glide over his heart.... flung the door open. To his satisfaction, she wore an expression of slight failure. Her eyes widened just a bit, revealing a flicker of bewildered panic. She was still the same as before, instinctive...