Chapter 1796

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"Who are you?" Gil Rogge demanded.

Dale Wild was stunned. The box in his hand immediately dropped to the floor. He stepped forward, his gaze fixed on the other pair of equally clear, bright eyes… "Oh my god! Milo?"

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