Chapter 0212
He had on his official suit what I had come to know as the Volkov's crest. A profile of a wolf bearing its teeth. It was beautiful.

"I hear I am cutting the ribbon this year," He said, and Sylvester smiled at him and nodded.

"Yes, big brother. You will also be welcoming the guests in my stead. Yo
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