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CHAPTER 065
Author: LADY E
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Jackson Milton slammed the heavy door of the black SUV as it pulled into the driveway, his jaw clenched so tightly it looked as though his teeth might shatter.

His knuckles were raw, his lip cracked and bruised, and his eyes usually smoldering with boyish mischief… were blazing like a man whose pride had just been gutted.

Inside the Milton mansion, the lights were still on. The hour was late, but the Miltons were not a family that slept easily these days.

The tension that hung like damp fog across their marble hallways, and tonight it thickened the air even more.

As soon as Jackson shoved the door open and stormed inside, Sarah Milton shot to her feet.

Her motherly instincts lit up like a flame at the sight of her son’s battered face. “Jackson!” she gasped, her hand flying to her mouth as tears welled instantly. She rushed forward, desperate to cradle him, to clean the blood, to whisper comfort into his ears like she had when he was a boy.

But Harry Milton’s voice cut
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