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Little Denise looked around and waved her hand to every space, trying to find clues or if some spy had entered her 'room'.
Just when her black nails were less than one centimeter away from Dan's face, he raised one foot and tried to kick her over and his kick passed through little Denise's body…
This frustrated Dan. He can't direct his anger towards the person who caused him to lose his pilar of support, the man he admired the most, and the only family member he really loved.
He can't attack them. He knows, something inside his head tells him that this is something that passed days after his father's death.
He did not understand who and why did he know. But one thing he was so sure is…
His mind knew his hatred and the correct way to ger vengeance. At this moment, he did not even understand his own mind.
