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Alijah’s voice sounded unusually old and raspy. It was somewhat unnatural, almost like he was a puppet put together.

Upon hearing this, Wynter raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Fenton Senior, you should see a doctor when you feel @@novelbin@@

sick.

“How can you throw a tantrum like a child and refuse to get examined? I happen to know a bit of medicine, so allow me to examine you.”