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Chapter 47: You Are Special
Author: Aurielle Lin
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“How long are you… I mean, are we going to stay here?”

He sighed. “That’s to see, Noah.”

Escaping had not been his intention. If he had to resort to that, his abduction had been more than impulsive, bordering on foolishness.

Blaise didn’t say out loud that while it was possible to wipe out this entire criminal ring, Noah would probably not escape in one piece. But, to sacrifice everything for one man’s life—if there were a choice he had to make—, he had little understanding of nobility. Besides, who was ‘he’ to him? A reflection of a ghost at most.

“It’s because of me? I’m a liability. I know it. I am such a loser.” The silence was broken.

He slid down the bed and went to stand facing the man, who was clouded with angst and disappointment. Noah was a couple of inches taller than him.

“It’s not because of you. I am not that good of a man.”

“You are definitely not bad, Jayson. You are still a minor.”

“I don’t consider myself a minor. Not in that sense at least.” He changed the subje
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