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Chapter 91 – The House Knows

Author: Queen Bee
last update publish date: 2026-05-14 21:42:09

Rurik Mansion – Main Kitchen

6:47 p.m.

The aroma of fresh spiced tea filled the room, blending with the soft sound of the still-warm kettle resting on the marble counter. Susan wore a loose sweatshirt and thick socks. The afternoon had been heavy — memories of Jenn still echoed in every corner of the mansion — and she had found a silent refuge in the kitchen.

As she stirred her tea with distracted movements, she heard soft footsteps approaching.

“That smells good,” said a feminine voice, soft a
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