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Earl Poulos began to speak hesitantly, his voice trailing off midway, leaving everyone in tense silence. The butler quickly stepped forward, offering him a pair of reading sses. Earl Poulos peered through the lenses, examining the two faces intently. They appeared identical, like trying to find differences between two nearly identical images.
In disbelief, Kenny eximed, “Dad, don’t you recognize me? Or is this imposter that convincing?”
As he said this, he shot an angry look at the man in ck. “Your face is clearly a fake! After all these years apart from my father, now someone tries to im my identity?” With that, Kenny charged at the man in ck.
However, Kenny had misjudged his own strength and the man’s skill inbat. Trained as a bodyguard for Elora, the man in ck’s fighting prowess was exceptional. His capture had only been sessful because Vincent and Jaxen had teamed up.
Before Kenny could reach him, the man in ck kicked him, sending him flying across the room. Kenny hit the wall hard, groaning in pain as he struggled to get up, his voice echoing his suffering.
Earl Poulos watched, his expression unreadable andplex, making no move to help.
Dale stood by, lost for words. What a futile effort.
The man in ck looked annoyed, frowning as he said, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I need to return and protect the princess!”
At that moment, his thoughts were consumed with worry for Elora’s safety. If anything happened to her, he couldn’t bear the thought of living.<fnaff0> N?w ?ovel chapt?rs are published on find?novel</fnaff0>
As the man attempted to leave, Jaxen blocked his path without a second thought. Jaxen expressed his deep frustration with the man’s stubbornness.
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“How can you still be so concerned about that arrogant princess at a time like this? Don’t you realize? Earl Poulos is your real father!”
The man stopped abruptly but quickly responded, “Impossible! My mentor told me my father died long ago. He found me abandoned and raised me.”
Katelyn immediately picked up on a crucial detail. “Is that all you remember about your past? Anything more? Like when you were found?”
Impatiently, the man shot a look at Katelyn. “That’s a private matter. Why does it concern you?”
His expression was filled with suspicion, regarding Katelyn as though she were a threat.
Jaxen tightened his fists, remaining silent.
Such foolishness. They had gone out of their way to assist him, yet his ungratefulness made their efforts feel futile.
Dale scoffed loudly in response to the scene. “Where did you dig up this terrible impostor? Didn’t you rehearse the script beforehand?”
He then turned to Earl Poulos. “Uncle Dous, these people are outright frauds. You should get rid of them immediately.”
Katelyn’s intense gaze shifted to Dale. While she had been uncertain about what was really going on, Dale’s increasingly frantic behavior was a clear indicator that something was off.
Kenny, struggling to get up from the floor, red fiercely at the man in ck, as though he wished to drill holes into him with his eyes.
“They will pay for roughing me up,” he said through gritted teeth.
The man in ck looked at Kenny with clear contempt. “The mere fact that you’re still alive shows my restraint.” In the past, he wouldn’t have tolerated such insolence.
Kenny’s anger red at those words. He gritted his teeth, poised to charge at the man in ck once more. But a stern look from the man caused him to recoil in fear. Hecked the nerve to endure another blow.
Now, all eyes turned back to Earl Poulos.
In the end, it was his call to decide the true identity of those present.
Vincent remained quiet, observing Earl Poulos intently. He sensed an unusual tension underlying the entire ordeal—not just from Dale’s actions, but something seemed off with Earl Poulos as well.
Dale grew increasingly nervous.
Then Katelyn spoke up, “Does your son have a birthmark or any unique feature that could help us confirm his identity?”
Earl Poulos’ face brightened at once. “Yes, he does!”
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