CHAPTER 25.HE REALLY ISN'T LUCIANO.

The Thanksgiving celebration was in full swing, the aroma of various dishes wafting through the house.

However, Harry's peaceful sleep was interrupted by a knock on his door.

Groaning sleepily, Harry rose from his bed, eyes half-closed, and opened the door.

“Mrs. G?” he muttered.

“Tazio, how was your night? Are you still sleeping? It's fine, you can go back,” she exclaimed before abruptly leaving, slamming the door behind her.

Rolling his eyes at her exaggerated excitement, Harry sank onto the king-sized bed.

Surveying the luxurious room, Harry's name inscribed on the wall caught his attention, eliciting a smile from him.

Yet, as he glanced at the portraits on the wall, memories of his former life flooded back.

He blinked back tears, reminiscing how swiftly he transformed from being the Archer's son-in-law to becoming Tazio Luciano in such a short period.

The room was a stark contrast to the one in the Archer's mansion. However, his present situation came back into focus.

He realiz

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