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... aked a small smile as he doted on his granddaughter, having Juliet beside him colored his life.


Natalie heard her daughter's words and returned a sweet smile at her. The members of her squad who observed her all this while turned dumbstruck upon seeing her sweet smile, and they couldn't help but blush under her presence.


Calming her nerves, Natalie returned to the task at hand and took the papers that contained information about the strength and weakness of each man ...

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