I had seven childhood playmates, all nothing but gorgeous. They treated me as their little brother. And I called them "sisters".
The eldest one, Belinda Staley, was a business genius. Th second one, Sandra Clayton, was a famous doctor. The third one, Brenda Danbury, was mysterious. The fourth one, Carly Tuttle, was a national beauty. The fifth one, Freda Peck, was a ruthless police officer. The sixth one, Ruth Frey, was a great heroine, and the seventh one, Adyson Dorothy, was a genius professor.
And my name was Claud Allston.
I was the founder of Celestial Palace, the ruler of the world.

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Her face flushed uncontrollably, and her heart beat faster.

Claud looked so charming at this moment.

He had a perfect face, perfect body, and perfect temperament...

Everything on him looked so perfect.

The only thing that broke the perfect was that Claud's eyebrows and throat were split, and blood was flowing from those two places.

The one on throat was almost healed.

Claud's body shook, his breath surged, and his throat was completely repaired.

Only then did George come back to his senses.

Claud's perfection made him unbearable. He didn't know why there would be such a perfect man, and why it was not him.

And then he punched Claud's head...

Chapter 538 George Clarke