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Chapter 4 You always have a choice, my dear

Word Count: 1153    |    Released on: 08/02/2025

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one way because he didn't seem to give a fuck. He'd still smile and make witty or even m

pick them up, the Blackwood Brothers. Betting my ass, Ace would definitely rise to the ridiculous challenge an

ve the courage to say no to Reggie's wishes. He's been

y you expected t

coming back to reality and looking at Reggie. His thick book rested on

taring out the wi

to look for a book on a nearby shelf. "Don'

gie raised

r to him with a book in hand, which I probably

ns are so fine looking," he said, shifti

leaned my head on his big arm, floating a little be

enjoying our time together as father and daughter. Reggie now has more free

uite a lot of energy to do so. After one long breath, he as

s if I hav

have a choic

nety percent versus ten percent. E

ctations heavy on my shoulders. "What do you expect me to do, R

t my hand. "No, my dear. This is not a game. It's about finding the one who c

ly, looking up at Reggie with a mix of apprehens

'll know what to do. They will be desperate to prove themselves to you, and w

t a long

e who had raised me with love and care when no one else

u think all four o

eption," Reggie r

maybe even both-wouldn't show up. Damon had shown too much dislike for this family-especially Reggie-

like it or not, they will come. Trust me, th

e you s

ll s

earching for the contents, and finally collected a 100-dollar bill, three 50-dollar bills and some 5-dollar bills. "I bet

usiness deals that would bring him huge profits. "I'll

I said c

ng," Reggie said, as I hea

hen a tall man in a neat gray suit stepped out of the car, I grinned unconsciously

ie with his walking

y ambitious

surprisingly, his mo

the window again. Reggie be

white shirt with rolled up sleeves and chino pants-Cal, while the one from the car behin

beside me as I watched them each

roached the stopped car, but refused to open the door as the driver engaged him in conv

ie cheerfully, but his expression was unde

uestioning look, but Reggie's gaze was far away. His eyes narrowed, his fore

Down below, a man in a black leather jacket and black p

m the table-and put it in his pocket. His grin grew wider when I s

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