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... momentarily stunned; this was really out of the blue.

"Ah, Young Master Oliver…" Feeling a little flustered, the elder quickly composed himself. He had never expected Ophelia to care about her children in the first place.

Well, except for Nadia. So he couldn't help but feel surprised when he found her interested in Oliver's affairs.

Usually, she would have a report prepared on Nadia's daily routine and activities delivered to her every week, often detailing what Nadia had ...

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