CHAPTER 514
Author: LADY E
last update2026-07-24 21:34:23

Raphael drove in silence.

The engine hummed steadily as the black SUV merged into the evening traffic, but inside the vehicle, the atmosphere was anything but calm.

Juliana sat in the passenger seat, her hands folded neatly on her lap, stealing occasional glances at her elder brother.

She knew that look.

Raphael Andreas rarely spoke when he was upset or when something was disrupting his thoughts.

Rather than for into quick and hasty confrontations, he simply thought first, observed f
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