At that, the four elites of the Deragon family finally snapped back to their senses. They quickly took out the letter and gingerly stepped forward. “Mr. Hargreaves, this is a letter for you from the head of our family.”
One of them carefully held the letter out.
With just a wave of Santiago’s hand, the letter appeared in his hand.
Opening the letter, he merely took a look at it before surprise flashed across his eyes. In the next moment, delight and excitement danced in them.
Slowly lifting his head, he fixated his gaze on Beatrice, whose face was obscured by a black cloth.
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