Chapter 93 Bloodline and Betrayal, Hermione’s True Face

The room wasn't large. Two sofas faced each other, with a pot of hot tea on the coffee table between them. Two cups sat there, already filled.

A woman sat on the opposite sofa.

Around fifty years old, her hair was gray but neatly combed. She wore a dark gray cashmere sweater, no jewelry, no makeu...

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