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Life ties

Tác giả: aenxiome
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Đọc tiểu thuyết Life ties của tác giả aenxiome được xuất bản trên WebNovel.Kai moves to a new state after a tragedy at home but after he arrives he relises his problems didn't end but where only getting started . This is a story of deception , lies , and mistrust read to fin...

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Kai moves to a new state after a tragedy at home but after he arrives he relises his problems didn't end but where only getting started . This is a story of deception , lies , and mistrust read to find out if Kai will out live the ties of life or if he will be tied up in the middle

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