Chapter 188

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Third Person's POV Seraphina stiffened at Mortimer's intimate gesture. But with all the reporters flashing their cameras at them, she forced herself to endure it just to maintain the Blades' dignity. Mortimer guided Seraphina down the red carpet toward the banquet hall, completely ignoring Vivian. Vivian's face was hidden in the shadows, her eyes locked dead on Seraphina. If looks could kill, Seraphina would have been ripped to shreds by now. Mortimer had one arm securely around Seraphina and was carrying Dash with the other. To outsiders, this looked like a heartwarming picture of a happy family. But to Vivian, it felt like a silent, deliberate provocation. Seeing Mortimer treat her like she was completely invisible—making her look like a massive joke—she gritted her teeth and reck

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