The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master

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Jeff was asleep when he heard some strange movements in the Villa. He flickered his eyes open, standing up from the bed.

As he made his way to the living room, he noticed Aliyah red in the eyes and on one of the sofas.

She had undoubtedly started drinking again because Jeff could smell the aroma of alcohol as he walked up to her.

"Go to your room" Jeff didn't bother to ask her what was wrong. "Let me help you."

Without saying anything, Aliyah sniffed and looked up, tears welling up in her eyes. She lifted her right hand and gave it a vigorous shake.

Something resembling a piece of paper appeared to be held between her fingers.

She called out, "Jeff," sobbing even more. She let out an even louder cry, and her whole body shook. "He claimed that although he despises the Malfoy family, he does not hate me. But I'm part of the Malfoy."

Hearing her words, Jeff knew who she was talking about.

"I mistakenly believed he was just being stubborn, but it is true—he truly despises us." She sobbed