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Chapter 35: A Single System
Chapter 35: A Single System
Eltan Storm
"Why did he call you Daddy?" Mutiny asked, still not believing and holding Xian hostage.
"Because I told him we were going to meet his daddy," Alena giggled. "Technically, I didn't lie, though. Because we are going to meet Elian after this."
"Mommy, you didn't tell me we were meeting Eltan," Xian complained with a pout.
"That's what you call a surprise, baby!" Alena cooed. "Also, call him uncle," she added a little sternly.
"It's fine. I will feel old if he calls me uncle." I turned my gaze back to Mutiny who was still skeptical of the entire situation. I
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