Chapter 79 Apologize to Katya

Garth was slouched on a massive leather sofa, his small frame swallowed by the cushions. Beside him, Daryl lounged with an expression that screamed impatience.

"I'm barely older than you, so cut the 'sir' thing. Do I look that ancient?" Daryl was holding a box of imported chocolates, dangling them...

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