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In recent days, I'd been accompanying a dating service group. My goal? To savor the complimentary refreshments at their gatherings while immersing myself in the vibrant social scene. In truth, I wasn't seeking romance but rather entertaining myself by watching the courtship rituals of today's singles. The group wasn't exclusively young people. Several older women were present, eagerly trying to find partners for their offspring. One particular day, one of these mothers dropped a revelation that caused quite a stir. She nonchalantly stated, "I possess 53 rental units, three luxury homes, and five lovable felines. All of this, along with

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I seized the opportunity when Lucas was distracted, wrenching myself free from his grasp and turning to look at Adrian.


His eyes were wide, shining more brilliantly than any celestial body, fixed intently on Lucas and the other family members.


They exchanged puzzled looks, uncertain how to respond to this unexpected turn of events.


Just then, the piercing sound of police sirens filled the air, and Amanda appeared at the top of the staircase, clutching a kitchen knife. "The police have arrived! Stop everything you're doing!"


Amanda had discreetly contacted the authorities earlier, and now they were on the scene.


"It's fortunate they're here," Lucas said mockingly, "They'll discover that my daughter was lured here under false pretenses!" He rushed downstairs, leading our relatives to confront the officers.


Chapter 9