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Chapter107: One Hundred Seven

The person who had fallen close to my feet was not Desmond, as I feared. It was Benedict Astor. The old man was curling in pain, though he had no visible wounds. Astonished, I moved myself and my sister away from him. He was so occupied with groaning and crying in pain that he didn’t look our way on...

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