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... hose focus had now shifted from Oliver to the cat instead.

She narrowed her eyes as she calmly observed the cat, who was waving her tiny paws at her and then at Oliver, as if indicating something.

"…."

Oliver looked at the clan guardian and felt speechless. What was she trying to say?

Ophelia observed the cat. She was naturally aware of her identity.

She glanced back at him, her eyes flickering briefly as if she were contemplating many things.

A look of ...

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Closing the file, he looked at her and said “Okay…let’s make one”

After a few years, he frowned deeply and said “I won't give up. I want a daughter….let’s make one”

“.…” ‘are you sure? We already have three sons’