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Franco didn't take the news well. He smiled, sent them on their way, but once the door closed, he cursed all of them. Damn, they were multiplying when he wanted them dead, including Sebastian. If only, he could have another baby. Wait a minute. There was another baby. Granted its blood wasn't pure, but it was a Louver nonetheless. He paced back and forth, the idea growing with each stride. He would need help, but that wasn't a problem. |
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