Chapter 92

  Writer's pov

  Mr Reinle stared at Mr O'Briens like a deer caught in a day light, his mouth opening and closing wordlessly.. as he searched for what to say.

  "Y-your son?" He asked.

  Mr O'Briens simply hummed, he leaned back on his chair as Mr Reinle's shoulders slumped down.

  "B-but.. but how?...

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