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Chapter 208

Tristan knew Karl's mission was basically a one-way ticket. If it wasn't something so serious, he would've agreed without hesitation. The two men froze mid-toast. Tristan gave a crooked smile. "Anything but Megan, I'm in." Karl nodded. "Then let me be your kid's godfather." Tristan raised an eyebrow. "With that delicate-looking face of yours, you're more suited to be a godmother." Karl: "..." This jerk. Seeing Karl's pissed-off expression, Tristan cracked up. "Alright, I'll allow it." At that, Karl's expression eased up. He downed the tea in one go. It burned a little, but the taste was smooth and comforting. He sat quietly for a few seconds, then looked up at Tristan. "Don't worry. I'll make it back. Once I've taken care of the person behind all this, I'll help you and Megan lift the curse." Putting on his scarf and slipping into a mink coat, Karl grabbed his gloves and headed toward the door. Tristan watched him from behind. "We'll be waiting for you." Karl smiled faintly. "Count on

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