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My Secret Lover

My Secret Lover

Author: MsGreen
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Chapter 1 1

Word Count: 1513    |    Released on: 18/10/2023

Will

ay, there lived a place

e. They were too much consumed with haste to build it and set the rules in motion. In every con

seriously. If one would inspect them, they weren't even complicated at all.

The Town aside

city in any way whatsoever and the children of the Town gr

a horse at all. They could talk and see one another even when the other person was not in the same vicinity as them. They could do t

er whether or not to form alliances with the other towns, but they would always go ba

t half of the entire continent in the west. The very few people who knew of the Town's existence would not dare distract the Town. N

hey fall with it. And everyone left them alone untouched, peaceful as ever, forever living the history that had long been forgotte

on the side of dim. Businesses thrived. Livestock were kept on the other side of town as well as the farms with their own holes to provide sun to their crops. As a matter of fact,

k in its goodness in the many parks their founders had built. Such parks were built with perfect holes hundreds of feet above the ground, giving them natural light and ventilation. These holes were the only access to the other towns and they were surrounded by tall walls shaped like a

d to the public though ideas that ranged from possible to insane circulated that the story soon became a myth and the trespasser was named Mr. Jones. Some stories said that Mr. Jo

e man in particular had made his own legacy in the Tow

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g of sound mind, write thi

notes in my pocket. I should say that I have lived a full life and made more money than I could have im

will have to deal with those consequences, but I am confident that she could face them with a str

income that comes with them, be granted to my daughter, Mary Angel Featherton, immediate

wnsends. I repeat-nothing but the dowry. I have not worked my arse off to hand over my legacy to

or offer any or all of her fortune to someone if the ne

nfortunate demise, and she leaves no will and testament, the entir

ing but the dowry I had set for you. The reason being for my insistence of marriage is that you will have a hound of thi

daughter, and co

e you

gn

t Fea

nes

ery, Bonn

s, Avery-

ke read her the last will and testament her father had penned before his passing. By then, it had o

ather did not know what he was d

e thought. But no, Ernest Featherton gav

and loss she could deal with, but the fear that rose due to he

d before the boring old dresses and for a mom

one to help her scared her. She could go afte

daughter, and co

er, for the life of her, let his legacy die or passed on

red her s

shall keep my place in this

arely out of mourning but desperat

tation to the Macy ball

And so she dressed and prepared for the ball for

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