Chapter 89 Resemblance isn't Proof

Damon stared at the maid kneeling on the floor, her hands clasped together, her eyes darting around the room they had brought her to. He wasn't sure why he was looking at her so intently—she just seemed… familiar. Strangely familiar.

Familiar like Knight's little wife?

The resemblance was faint, b...

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