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... pression was very faint, almost devoid of any expression.

But Lily could see a hint of curiosity, a hint of care, in his deep and shiny black pupils.

The little boy’s features were exquisitely defined, they didn’t pale even when compared to the handsome Andrew Howard.

No, his features were even more prominent and deeper than Andrew’s.

He appeared to be slightly older than Andrew as well.

She thought, when this child grew up, he would definitely become a pe ...

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