Chapter 707
Thankfully, the photo was still there. Romello probably had not discovered that she had taken the picture from the study.
Phoebe explained, "I was just curious, especially since Mom is there. I haven't seen her yet, so I wanted to take a look."
Romello sighed. "Forget it. I won't punish you this time, but no more next time. There are rules in this house, and since you're back, you need to follow them, understand?"
"Understood."
Romello stood up and adjusted his military uniform collar, his tone casual as he said, "You were startled last night. Get some more sleep. I'll have them bring food later."
"Wait a minute." Phoebe grabbed his sleeve, looking up at him. "Before I passed out last night, someone seemed to hit me on the head with something and wanted to strangle me, saying I shouldn't live in this world. Was that… Mom?"
Romello sat back down and patted her shoulder. His tone softened as he comforted her, "No, it was not, and no one wanted to strangle you. Your forehead i

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