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"Did that man mention his full name?" Eliana asked.
"Madam, he did not."
"Understood, let him wait!" Eliana guessed it probably wasn't him. It's been so many years... never mind! She washed her wounds, changed into a rather conservative black dress, paired with gem-blue earrings, and went downstairs to meet him.
The year Eliana gave birth to Eva Nightingale, she was not yet seventeen, because Eastern Europe was very chaotic at the time, not to mention the Mafia, which was why she arranged to send Eva away.
Years did not seem to leave any traces on her face; her skin was fair, and she had an alluring figure.
She would go for beauty SPA treatments every week, not to mention how smooth and delicate her skin was.
She looked exceptionally young.
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Outside the castle styled in the dark series, an extended Land Rover was parked, and under the moonlight, the car's paint faintly glowed.
"Madam! Mr. Gale is waiting for you in the car," the maid said and withdrew.
