Betrayed By Blood: The True Heir's Revenge

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plied, scrubbing my arm until the skin turned r

sted copper, desperate

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n my leg, blindin

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led around a trash c

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ing garbage,

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head sharply

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e dies, but because I won't have the coroner finding

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softly, his tone deadly. "Lying about

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