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Chapter 302 Refuge in the Mediterranean Mansion
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In the Borges House, the family was discussing the matter during breakfast.

Jackson was uncomfortable with the situation.

Hélio cleared his throat, "Ahem... now we need to discuss how our lives will be from now on. Ronaldo Silva was here and asked for our daughter's hand in a relationship, which Patty accepted."

"Congratulations, daughter." Vanda grinned.

"On the other hand, Jackson, your girlfriend disappointed us once again and we will suffer severe criticism because of her." Hélio looked at his eldest son.

Jackson nodded. "Dad, I talked at length with Cindy. She promised that this would be the last time."

Patricia looked at her brother in disbelief. "Cindy hates me. She will always see me as a rival because of Matt, even though we're both dating different men."

"Well, yesterday she was very desperate and emphatic," Jackson assured.

Patricia could only guess how Cindy made this promise: while she was being crushed and pounded by Jackson under some chestnut tree on the beach.

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