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2,445,319	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445315}'	Yes	2024-11-12 16:33	active	1801		Even knowing he was his sister's boyfriend, he still fell in love with him relentlessly After his sister's death, Taylor and his nephew were left to fend for themselves, only to unexpectedly encounter the boy's father. To his surprise, he found himself irresistibly falling in love with this handsome single dad! What will their future hold when his "brother-in-law" Xander finds out about his homosexuality? "I'm Xander." He introduced and Taylor frowned while his back was facing the costumer and smiled when he faced him and stood in front of the costumer and checked the camera. It seemed like Taylor's facial muscles were going numb since he kept on putting a fake smile. He pretended that he didn't heard the costumer's introduction, raised the camera on his eye and raised his index finger motioning it was the first shot. He couldn't deny that the man was handsome. He looked like Chester but Chester was cuter and the man in front of him was handsome. Taylor clicked the capture button and moved the cam away from his eye and checked the image in the screen. "Once more." He said and took a shot once more. Taylor thumbs up after scanning all three shots and made his probably last fake smile of the day smile. He let Xander looked at the pictures and he just nodded. "How many years since this studio was built?" Xander asked. Taylor looked at him. "Four." He said briefly and motioned his hand to the door to the lobby."You can wait at the lobby, sir." Xander smiled and thanked him. Taylor waited him to walked out of the studio and ran to the dark room. Max was teaching Chester how to print a picture and they both raised their heads at him when he entered. He locked the door and beckoned Max. "I'll do the printing." Taylor said. "Okay." Max stood from the shrivel chair and ruffled Chester's hair before he left. The photo of the new born child with his parents were still ongoing so he let Chester do anything with the PC and positioned himself at the second computer and plugged the camera. He processed Xander's photo immediately since he couldn't wait for Xander to get out of his place. Taylor went to the counter and gave Macy the six pieces of passport size photo of Xander. He saw him looking at the sample photos displayed on the wall of the lobby. Taylor went back inside the dark room and sighed as he sat on the shrivel chair while Chester was playing Plants vs. Zombies. Taylor jumped when the door to the counter opened and Macy's head popped in smiling. "Mr. Dobson wanted to talk to you." She said and he frowned. Who the hell is Mr. Dobson? "The man in black." She said when she saw that he was struggling to remember who was Mr. Dobson. "Oh! The MIB." I glanced to the PC and printer and her. "I, um." Taylor said hesitantly. "I'm kinda busy here." She nodded in agreement and Max went inside from the other door that connects to the studio and plugged the cam on my PC and stole the other vacant camera and exited the dark room, which was not really dark. Macy nodded in understanding again and closed the door. Taylor thanked Max sincerely for giving him another job to do. ° ° ° Ella dropped in the studio to fetch Chester and they went ahead to their unit. Taylor and Max needed to finish editing the wedding video of Mrs. Connor's daughter after Kenneth, the third photographer, handed the job to the both of them since he took a day off. Taylor went back to the unit tired and saw Chester already sleeping soundly on their bed in his pj's. He sat at the edge of the bed and messed Chester's hair. He felt like he really was his father for six years but right that time, he felt like he was already running out of time. But he would do anything to let that Xander stay away from him as long as he could. He sighed and went to the kitchen after changing into him pj's and ate the food Ella left for him. Sleep never came to him when his thoughts were running to that Xander. He was afraid he might took Chester away from him. He lived and worked his ass for six years and gave up his scholarship in order to have something to feed Chester and gave him everything he needed. Chester was his purpose why he was still living after Cheska died. And he was afraid to be left alone. He spent his night caressing his nephew's hair in a fatherly way while staring at his calm and relaxed face. Time sure flies fast. He felt like it was yesterday that he cradled him on his arms crying while reaching his small hands to his face. He fell asleep with that thought. "Why are you avoiding me?" Xander asked and yanked the door wider.、"Do I even know you?" Taylor raised a brow. "No, but looks familiar, maybe." He said. "Hmm." Taylor frowned and tried to act the best way he could. He was staring at Xander as if analyzing him. He suits the black one he wore yesterday but he still looked good in gray though. C'mon, what am I thinking, Taylor thought, focus! "Nope, maybe not. Sorry." Taylor attempted to close the door again and this time Xander blocked it with his shoulder. Taylor could hear Ella whispering. "LQ?" He just rolled his eyes and stared at Xander. "I will sue you for trespassing!" Taylor said while pushing the door close and Xander was pushing the door open. His hands were trembling already, Xander was strong and he didn't think he could still go on. His hands were aching already. "Do that. I'm not scared." He said calmly. Taylor was gritting his teeth and narrowed his eyes making his small Asian eyes disappeared in a line. He was always teased at school because of his small eyes. Though his mother and father didn't look like Asian, but his great grandmother at his mother's side was and he was the only one who inherited her genes. "Who's that, papa?" He heard Chester said. Judging his voice, he just woke up. "Who's that?" Xander asked and leaned his head to the left to look inside and Taylor also leaned his head to his right to block Xander's view. "My son." Taylor said leaning his head to his left when Xander leaned his head to the right. They kept on shifting their heads, Xander trying to look inside and Taylor blocking. "Go inside the room, Chester." He heard the closing of the door. "Why won't you let me look?" Xander said annoyed. "Are you hiding something or someone?" Xander emphasized the last word. "Ha! Hiding? What will I hide? And why do you want to look inside?" "I can see it on your eyes. You're afraid, Mr. Harrison." Xander's blue gray eyes staring straight on his eyes. Xander was true and Taylor couldn't deny that fact. He pursed his lips together guiltily and sighed. Maybe it was best to tell him the truth? But he was afraid of loosing Chester. And was he even the father? His grip on the door loosened and he let Xander pushed it open wider. The kid pointed his index finger to him stunned. "You're that stalker!" Chester said and he found himself smiling. What an energitic boy, he thought. "What is he doing here, papa?" "He. . . he wanted to see you." Taylor said. "Why?" The young boy stared at him. Taylor sighed. "Because he's your—" "Father?"	LEARN_MORE	https://wehearfm.com/market/advertise?ads=8310	Wehear-02	https://www.facebook.com/100068024932641/	2,566	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	wehearfm.com	DCO		https://wehearfm.com/market/advertise?ads=8310	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466335955_920681329511620_804476434208198550_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=wZbfitE6YMgQ7kNvgF2foKB&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AMCEI5127-R67gMtPpEA-Om&oh=00_AYCD6nCaSwm44e0ixPESYAj3xXGnUpV59_onSf3-57Xm5A&oe=6739B899	PERSON_PROFILE	Wehear-02	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,445,320	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445315}'	Yes	2024-11-12 16:33	active	1801		Even knowing he was his sister's boyfriend, he still fell in love with him relentlessly After his sister's death, Taylor and his nephew were left to fend for themselves, only to unexpectedly encounter the boy's father. To his surprise, he found himself irresistibly falling in love with this handsome single dad! What will their future hold when his "brother-in-law" Xander finds out about his homosexuality? "I'm Xander." He introduced and Taylor frowned while his back was facing the costumer and smiled when he faced him and stood in front of the costumer and checked the camera. It seemed like Taylor's facial muscles were going numb since he kept on putting a fake smile. He pretended that he didn't heard the costumer's introduction, raised the camera on his eye and raised his index finger motioning it was the first shot. He couldn't deny that the man was handsome. He looked like Chester but Chester was cuter and the man in front of him was handsome. Taylor clicked the capture button and moved the cam away from his eye and checked the image in the screen. "Once more." He said and took a shot once more. Taylor thumbs up after scanning all three shots and made his probably last fake smile of the day smile. He let Xander looked at the pictures and he just nodded. "How many years since this studio was built?" Xander asked. Taylor looked at him. "Four." He said briefly and motioned his hand to the door to the lobby."You can wait at the lobby, sir." Xander smiled and thanked him. Taylor waited him to walked out of the studio and ran to the dark room. Max was teaching Chester how to print a picture and they both raised their heads at him when he entered. He locked the door and beckoned Max. "I'll do the printing." Taylor said. "Okay." Max stood from the shrivel chair and ruffled Chester's hair before he left. The photo of the new born child with his parents were still ongoing so he let Chester do anything with the PC and positioned himself at the second computer and plugged the camera. He processed Xander's photo immediately since he couldn't wait for Xander to get out of his place. Taylor went to the counter and gave Macy the six pieces of passport size photo of Xander. He saw him looking at the sample photos displayed on the wall of the lobby. Taylor went back inside the dark room and sighed as he sat on the shrivel chair while Chester was playing Plants vs. Zombies. Taylor jumped when the door to the counter opened and Macy's head popped in smiling. "Mr. Dobson wanted to talk to you." She said and he frowned. Who the hell is Mr. Dobson? "The man in black." She said when she saw that he was struggling to remember who was Mr. Dobson. "Oh! The MIB." I glanced to the PC and printer and her. "I, um." Taylor said hesitantly. "I'm kinda busy here." She nodded in agreement and Max went inside from the other door that connects to the studio and plugged the cam on my PC and stole the other vacant camera and exited the dark room, which was not really dark. Macy nodded in understanding again and closed the door. Taylor thanked Max sincerely for giving him another job to do. ° ° ° Ella dropped in the studio to fetch Chester and they went ahead to their unit. Taylor and Max needed to finish editing the wedding video of Mrs. Connor's daughter after Kenneth, the third photographer, handed the job to the both of them since he took a day off. Taylor went back to the unit tired and saw Chester already sleeping soundly on their bed in his pj's. He sat at the edge of the bed and messed Chester's hair. He felt like he really was his father for six years but right that time, he felt like he was already running out of time. But he would do anything to let that Xander stay away from him as long as he could. He sighed and went to the kitchen after changing into him pj's and ate the food Ella left for him. Sleep never came to him when his thoughts were running to that Xander. He was afraid he might took Chester away from him. He lived and worked his ass for six years and gave up his scholarship in order to have something to feed Chester and gave him everything he needed. Chester was his purpose why he was still living after Cheska died. And he was afraid to be left alone. He spent his night caressing his nephew's hair in a fatherly way while staring at his calm and relaxed face. Time sure flies fast. He felt like it was yesterday that he cradled him on his arms crying while reaching his small hands to his face. He fell asleep with that thought. "Why are you avoiding me?" Xander asked and yanked the door wider.、"Do I even know you?" Taylor raised a brow. "No, but looks familiar, maybe." He said. "Hmm." Taylor frowned and tried to act the best way he could. He was staring at Xander as if analyzing him. He suits the black one he wore yesterday but he still looked good in gray though. C'mon, what am I thinking, Taylor thought, focus! "Nope, maybe not. Sorry." Taylor attempted to close the door again and this time Xander blocked it with his shoulder. Taylor could hear Ella whispering. "LQ?" He just rolled his eyes and stared at Xander. "I will sue you for trespassing!" Taylor said while pushing the door close and Xander was pushing the door open. His hands were trembling already, Xander was strong and he didn't think he could still go on. His hands were aching already. "Do that. I'm not scared." He said calmly. Taylor was gritting his teeth and narrowed his eyes making his small Asian eyes disappeared in a line. He was always teased at school because of his small eyes. Though his mother and father didn't look like Asian, but his great grandmother at his mother's side was and he was the only one who inherited her genes. "Who's that, papa?" He heard Chester said. Judging his voice, he just woke up. "Who's that?" Xander asked and leaned his head to the left to look inside and Taylor also leaned his head to his right to block Xander's view. "My son." Taylor said leaning his head to his left when Xander leaned his head to the right. They kept on shifting their heads, Xander trying to look inside and Taylor blocking. "Go inside the room, Chester." He heard the closing of the door. "Why won't you let me look?" Xander said annoyed. "Are you hiding something or someone?" Xander emphasized the last word. "Ha! Hiding? What will I hide? And why do you want to look inside?" "I can see it on your eyes. You're afraid, Mr. Harrison." Xander's blue gray eyes staring straight on his eyes. Xander was true and Taylor couldn't deny that fact. He pursed his lips together guiltily and sighed. Maybe it was best to tell him the truth? But he was afraid of loosing Chester. And was he even the father? His grip on the door loosened and he let Xander pushed it open wider. The kid pointed his index finger to him stunned. "You're that stalker!" Chester said and he found himself smiling. What an energitic boy, he thought. "What is he doing here, papa?" "He. . . he wanted to see you." Taylor said. "Why?" The young boy stared at him. Taylor sighed. "Because he's your—" "Father?"	LEARN_MORE	https://wehearfm.com/market/advertise?ads=8310	Wehear-02	https://www.facebook.com/100068024932641/	2,566	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	wehearfm.com	DCO		https://wehearfm.com/market/advertise?ads=8310	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466335955_920681329511620_804476434208198550_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=wZbfitE6YMgQ7kNvgF2foKB&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AMCEI5127-R67gMtPpEA-Om&oh=00_AYCD6nCaSwm44e0ixPESYAj3xXGnUpV59_onSf3-57Xm5A&oe=6739B899	PERSON_PROFILE	Wehear-02	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,445,323	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445315}'	No	2024-11-12 16:33	active	1801		A L E X hanged his coat on the hook near the front door of his parent's house. His mother called him an hour ago that she wanted to discuss some matters involving his own future. His parents just didn't want to leave his private life alone that was why he came back where he used to live to argue for his full freedom. For Pete's sake, he was already twenty three years old. He saw Cassandra, his fifteen year old sister, descending the grand staircase in front of the front doors and screamed her lungs out when she saw him as if she saw a ghost. She always did that to annoy him. He had to throw his pen towards her to stop her from her hysteria. Though his pen didn't hit her and landed a few stairs above her, she stopped screaming and laughed. "Alexander! Welcome home!" She said after she stepped on the last step of the stairs and he didn't paid any attention to his sister but instead he was staring at his wasted pen. He just bought it and now he had to buy another one. He heard the shuffling of slippers from the door leading to the parlor room and it opened. His mother who doesn't looked like her age came out running and opened her arms and pulled him in a tight hug. He saw Cassandra rolled her eyes before she went inside the parlor room. Their house was designed like those houses during the Victorian era which was his mom's doing because back at her teenage years, she was so obsessed over novels, stories and movies concerning that era. Handsome dukes, earls, viscounts and so on. It was her teenage dream and she made it came true by building her own grandeur house. She even pretended to be the duchess and she wanted no—demanded to call her milady or your grace and he was used to it a long ago. "How's my Earl?" Alex suppressed himself not to roll his eyes and smiled instead. "I'm good, milady." He also has to talk like one. He saw his mom smiled from ear to ear. "That's why I love you so much, Alex. I think I miss you." "You think? That's—" Alex nodded "—great!" He faked a laugh. "You're the only one to indulge me with my craziness here. Bernardo is so killjoy." He just sighed and loosened his neck tie. "So what's this matter about my future?" "Oh, yeah." She clapped her hands in excitement. "We arranged you a marriage!" She announced and it took him time for his brain to process what she said. And realization struck him. "A what!?" ° ° ° T A Y L O R felt like he was on a swing and someone was drumming his chest. He knew the monkey who was bothering him early in the morning. It was his six year old nephew. "Papa! Wake up!" Chester said repeatedly while he shook and drummed Taylor's chest. Taylor groaned before he opened his eyes and saw Chester jumping on the bed and it made him dizzy and the mattress bouncing him. It has been six years since Chester's mother, Cheska and Taylor's only sister and family left, died from gaving birth of Chester. Cheska never told her boyfriend, who impregnated her, that she was pregnant and Taylor didn't even know who the fvck was it. But one thing was for sure, Chester must be so much a lot like his father since he never inherit any physical traits to Cheska nor any of their family. But so far, Taylor had never seen any man who looked like Chester. And he didn't care if he couldn't find Chester's father. Chester already had him and his best friend, Ella, to take care of his nephew. They were leaving in the same unit with two bedrooms, bathrooms, a kitchen and a living room together with Ella. "You promised we'll go to the mall today!" Chester shouted. "Yeah. I know." Taylor said in a sleepy voice. "You take a bath first." "Aye, sir!" Chester saluted and went to the bathroom running. Taylor stood from the bed and fixed it before he rummaged in the white closet and pulled a green checkered polo shirt and a pair of pants for Chester. The door of the bathroom slammed open and Chester came out singing a Japanese song he learned from the television and a Winnie the Pooh printed towel around his body. "Your clothes are on the bed." Taylor threw Chester's clothes to the bed before he went inside the bathroom. ° ° ° Taylor wanted to tell Ella that they were going to go. It was a shame that she couldn't go with them that day because of her work. Taylor opened Ella's bedroom door without knocking when he saw her in her underwear. She crossed her arms on her chest. "Pervert!" Ella shouted and he just rolled his eyes. "Sorry, I'm not interested, baby." Taylor said. "Oh yeah. I forgot you're gay, baby." She walked towards me shamelessly. "Come here. Where's my good morning kiss?" She pouted her lips. "I just want to say we're going to the mall for a while." Taylor said and slammed the door shut in front of her face. "Gross!" He shouted and he heard her laughed. ° ° ° Taylor dropped Chester in the bookstore. That was the reason why Chester was so excited that morning because every time they went to the mall, Chester always insisted to be left in the bookstore and read books there while Taylor went to the grocery to buy their needs. He went to the grocery and pulled a grocery cart and wheeled it. After fifteen minutes his phone buzzed in his pocket. It was Chester calling and it was also a very rare situation for Chester to call him during his precious time with his books. Taylor answered the ultra rare call. "Papa!" Chester whispered from the other line. "What?" Taylor whispered also. "Someone's stalking me! I mean, someone keeps on looking at me and it gives me the creep!" Chester sounded honest and it was a rare call and he didn't had any reasons to lie. Taylor's heart was filled with worries and started beating fast and things about kidnapping and child trafficking and all sorts of dangerous situations were running inside his mind. "Stay where many people are. I'll be there." ° ° ° Taylor rushed to the bookstore and found Chester near the exit. He snatched Chester's hand who jumped in surprise. "You're killing me!" Chester exclaimed in a whisper. "Are you okay?" He scanned Chester. "Where was this stalker of yours?" "He's inside. I think I lost him." "Are you sure? Maybe you're just assuming yourself." He sighed. "Of course not! I'm sure he was stalking me! He even attempt to have a conversation with me but I refused since you said I shouldn't talk to strangers." Taylor nodded just to stop Chester from blabbing. "But the unusual thing was he kinda looks like me." Chester frowned thinking. Taylor froze and turned cold. It couldn't be. Of course, it couldn't be. "Are you sure?" He asked the kid. "Not so. But I can see myself at him. Do you think he's my—" "No! He was just a complete stalker! I swear." Taylor grabbed Chester's hand and pulled him as they jogged and walked while scanning the crowd like a prisoner who escaped from jail. Taylor's heart was hammering in his chest. It couldn't be his father. And if it was him, he would do anything so Chester and that man wouldn't meet again. But the fact that the man was already aware that he have a son was a bad fact. Or maybe not. Or yes, he might hire a search party. He tightened his grip on Chester's hand to insure that he was still there and never leaving him. He couldn't imagine his life without that bookworm. He was his only family left. "I'm not going anywhere, Taylor. So loosen your grip a little." Chester smiled to assured him and he breathed out feeling relieved. Chester was always been a keen observer and could read people which was the opposite of Taylor. "Thank you." Taylor murmured before he loosened his grip a little of Chester's hand. ° ° ° Taylor owned and started a studio four years ago at the building next to their unit. He needed to gave up his two years of studying photography and became a babysitter then he decided to use—apply rather, of what he learned from school. The location was perfect since no studio was around that area so somehow his business was sailing smoothly. Costumers were waiting when he entered and Macy, one of his employees, motioned her hand to him. He went inside the counter. "Mrs. Connor is here to fetch her daughter's wedding photo." She said in a whisper like voice and Taylor nodded. "Of course." He turned and fetched the big photo, framed with brown flowers engraved on the frame. He smiled while looking at the photo. The lady was beautiful in her white wedding dress and the man was wearing a cream colored suit, his one hand was wrapped on the back of the bride's waist. They looked so happy. Of course, who wouldn't be happy. Taylor congratulated Mrs. Connor for her daughter's wedding and wished them happiness. She thanked him before exiting the establishment. ° ° ° His next costumer was a student. Majority of the costumers there were students. Mostly for ID pictures, school requirements and graduation photos. Some were a whole family. Family reunions, weddings and so on. Chester came out from the dark room with Max, his other employee and a photographer also. Since it was summer, Chester would be there helping small things like arranging papers and organizing things in the dark room where they developed the photos and films. Chester came to Taylor running and he shooed him when the next costumer went inside. The next costumer was a new born baby with the parents. Aw! Their first picture together as a family. After the shoot, Taylor congratulated them. He stretched his neck turning it to the sides a couple of times then steadied it up, down, and sidewards. Hearing and feeling it cracked made him sighed and closed his eyes when he heard the door of the studio opened. Taylor was stunned to see who was the next in line that he wanted to hide away. The costumer in a black suit looked like Chester. It can't be. Was he the man who Chester was saying a week ago. How did he find us? Did he hired some investigators to track them using his sister's name? Taylor observed the man who was busy glancing around his studio. Taylor wished that Chester wouldn't come out from the dark room which he always do. Taylor stared at him frowning and on his guard as if the man would going to attack him any time. Taylor's facial expression changed from a very unwelcome frown to a warm smile while crossing his fingers when their eyes met. He should be a professional. Who knew he might be there to use his service and not because he was looking for Chester. "Hi!" The man greeted him. "Hey!" Taylor said with a smile. More like a fake smile. "Please take a seat." He motioned the stool in front of him. "Thanks." The man sat and smiled. "Passport size, by the way." Taylor dragged the white painted board as the background while the man was looking at him. "I'm Xander." He introduced and Taylor frowned while his back was facing the costumer and smiled when he faced him and stood in front of the costumer and checked the camera. It seemed like Taylor's facial muscles were going numb since he kept on putting a fake smile. He pretended that he didn't heard the costumer's introduction, raised the camera on his eye and raised his index finger motioning it was the first shot. He couldn't deny that the man was handsome. He looked like Chester but Chester was cuter and the man in front of him was handsome. Taylor clicked the capture button and moved the cam away from his eye and checked the image in the screen. "Once more." He said and took a shot once more. Taylor thumbs up after scanning all three shots and made his probably last fake smile of the day smile. He let Xander looked at the pictures and he just nodded. "How many years since this studio was built?" Xander asked. Taylor looked at him. "Four." He said briefly and motioned his hand to the door to the lobby. "You can wait at the lobby, sir." Xander smiled and thanked him. Taylor waited him to walked out of the studio and ran to the dark room. Max was teaching Chester how to print a picture and they both raised their heads at him when he entered. He locked the door and beckoned Max. "I'll do the printing." Taylor said. "Okay." Max stood from the shrivel chair and ruffled Chester's hair before he left. The photo of the new born child with his parents were still ongoing so he let Chester do anything with the PC and positioned himself at the second computer and plugged the camera. He processed Xander's photo immediately since he couldn't wait for Xander to get out of his place. Taylor went to the counter and gave Macy the six pieces of passport size photo of Xander. He saw him looking at the sample photos displayed on the wall of the lobby. Taylor went back inside the dark room and sighed as he sat on the shrivel chair while Chester was playing Plants vs. Zombies. Taylor jumped when the door to the counter opened and Macy's head popped in smiling. "Mr. Dobson wanted to talk to you." She said and he frowned. Who the hell is Mr. Dobson? "The man in black." She said when she saw that he was struggling to remember who was Mr. Dobson. "Oh! The MIB." I glanced to the PC and printer and her. "I, um." Taylor said hesitantly. "I'm kinda busy here." She nodded in agreement and Max went inside from the other door that connects to the studio and plugged the cam on my PC and stole the other vacant camera and exited the dark room, which was not really dark. Macy nodded in understanding again and closed the door. Taylor thanked Max sincerely for giving him another job to do. ° ° ° Ella dropped in the studio to fetch Chester and they went ahead to their unit. Taylor and Max needed to finish editing the wedding video of Mrs. Connor's daughter after Kenneth, the third photographer, handed the job to the both of them since he took a day off. Taylor went back to the unit tired and saw Chester already sleeping soundly on their bed in his pj's. He sat at the edge of the bed and messed Chester's hair. He felt like he really was his father for six years but right that time, he felt like he was already running out of time. But he would do anything to let that Xander stay away from him as long as he could. He sighed and went to the kitchen after changing into him pj's and ate the food Ella left for him. Sleep never came to him when his thoughts were running to that Xander. He was afraid he might took Chester away from him. He lived and worked his ass for six years and gave up his scholarship in order to have something to feed Chester and gave him everything he needed. Chester was his purpose why he was still living after Cheska died. And he was afraid to be left alone. He spent his night caressing his nephew's hair in a fatherly way while staring at his calm and relaxed face. Time sure flies fast. He felt like it was yesterday that he cradled him on his arms crying while reaching his small hands to his face. He fell asleep with that thought. 2. New Dad C h a p t e r T w o T A Y L O R woke up when he heard knocks from his bedroom door. Chester was still sleeping so he opened the door immediately so he wouldn't wake up from the noise. It was Ella, of course and she looked like confused and worried. "Someone's looking for you." She said. "Who in this early hour will look for me." Ella shrugged her shoulders. Taylor scratched his head and closed the door. He marched to the front door and opened it. He was surprised to see Xander outside in his gray suit. Taylor closed the door immediately but it was stuck. Xander's feet was blocking the door preventing it to close. "The hell?" "Why are you avoiding me?" Xander asked and yanked the door wider. "Do I even know you?" Taylor raised a brow. "No, but looks familiar, maybe." He said. "Hmm." Taylor frowned and tried to act the best way he could. He was staring at Xander as if analyzing him. He suits the black one he wore yesterday but he still looked good in gray though. C'mon, what am I thinking, Taylor thought, focus! "Nope, maybe not. Sorry." Taylor attempted to close the door again and this time Xander blocked it with his shoulder. Taylor could hear Ella whispering. "LQ?" He just rolled his eyes and stared at Xander. "I will sue you for trespassing!" Taylor said while pushing the door close and Xander was pushing the door open. His hands were trembling already, Xander was strong and he didn't think he could still go on. His hands were aching already. "Do that. I'm not scared." He said calmly. Taylor was gritting his teeth and narrowed his eyes making his small Asian eyes disappeared in a line. He was always teased at school because of his small eyes. Though his mother and father didn't look like Asian, but his great grandmother at his mother's side was and he was the only one who inherited her genes. "Who's that, papa?" He heard Chester said. Judging his voice, he just woke up. "Who's that?" Xander asked and leaned his head to the left to look inside and Taylor also leaned his head to his right to block Xander's view. "My son." Taylor said leaning his head to his left when Xander leaned his head to the right. They kept on shifting their heads, Xander trying to look inside and Taylor blocking. "Go inside the room, Chester." He heard the closing of the door. "Why won't you let me look?" Xander said annoyed. "Are you hiding something or someone?" Xander emphasized the last word. "Ha! Hiding? What will I hide? And why do you want to look inside?" "I can see it on your eyes. You're afraid, Mr. Harrison." Xander's blue gray eyes staring straight on his eyes. Xander was true and Taylor couldn't deny that fact. He pursed his lips together guiltily and sighed. Maybe it was best to tell him the truth? But he was afraid of loosing Chester. And was he even the father? His grip on the door loosened and he let Xander pushed it open wider. "Fine." Taylor said in surrender but it didn't mean he was giving up his nephew. ° ° ° "How are you related to Cheska Harrison?" Xander asked while looking to the framed pictures hanged on the wall. It was Cheska with Taylor smiling together like they were so close. Cheska's face was the same face Xander could recall way back seven years ago. The same smile that he fell in love with, the same everything. "We're siblings." Taylor said. Xander turned his head snappily to Taylor, frowning and he looked back to the picture. "Ha?" They didn't looked a like. Taylor looked more like someone from the Asia and his eyes seemed like it were stretched to its sides. Xander looked to the next picture which he guessed was Cheska's parents. She looked like her father. "In law?" "No!" Taylor said. Xander heard the clanging of glasses and ceramics. He looked to the parent's picture again but neither of them looked like Taylor. He frowned. "You're not the first person to asked me that." Xander turned his heel and Taylor offered him a mug of coffee. He murmured his thanks before getting the mug. Xander felt nervous. According to Taylor's reactions, his guess was correct. That that kid who undoubtedly looked like him which he first saw at the bookstore was his son. Everything were becoming clear. He thought it was his son at those girls that he hooked up before but it turned out to be Cheska. She was his first love. And the longest relationship he had. Three years. But it was a secret relationship. He once introduced her to his family and the thing was, his grandmother was displeased about their relationship. His grandma said that they weren't cut to be together because it would be like meeting heaven and earth. They broke up after that but made up again because he couldn't let her go. They secretly met during weekends. But things changed after they had sex for the first time. She acted like she was afraid over something. He even asked her if she was threatened by his grandmother or family but she denied it. He thought their love would get stronger after that act but it was the opposite. She grew farther and farther away. She didn't even finished her studies and dropped out of school and moved far away. They didn't had closure. And then one day he found out a kid in a bookstore that looked like him and it happened to be his kid. It was fate. He got her pregnant and maybe it was the reason why she dropped out to school but why didn't she told him? She was afraid. But afraid of what? He glanced to the picture hanged near the kitchen entrance. It was Chester laughing. He really did looked like him when he was young. No doubt that Chester was his son. "That's Chester when he was five years old." Taylor said. "How old is he now?" Xander asked and placed the mug on the center table and sat on a settee. "Six." Taylor said briefly. Six years and he didn't know that he had a son. Xander lift his head when he heard a door creaked open and saw the same kid in the store accusing him as a stalker for asking him few questions. The kid pointed his index finger to him stunned. "You're that stalker!" Chester said and he found himself smiling. What an energitic boy, he thought. "What is he doing here, papa?" "He. . . he wanted to see you." Taylor said. "Why?" The young boy stared at him. Taylor sighed. "Because he's your—" "Father?" Chester interrupted. Taylor and Xander was stunned. "Is he here to claim me? I'm not going anywhere with him!" Chester said furious. "Of course no!" Taylor said. "I won't agree." Xander's eyes met with Taylor's. Part of Xander's plan was to get Chester to be in his custody. He was the father after all. And for six years, he didn't know he already became a father. It overwhelmed him and Chester could be the reason to stop that marriage his mother arranged. "You won't give me to him?" Chester pointer him and he was hurt. His own son was rejecting him but he couldn't blame him. "No! No, I-I won't." Taylor pursed his lips. "I believe you." Chester said and he could see sadness on his eyes and his expression went back to normal when he looked at Xander. Chester slowly walked to his direction. Cautious. Then stopped in front of him. He didn't know what to do. He never thought about that kind of thing. He had a son now. He kneeled in front of Chester to make their eyes level and looked at him for a minute before he pulled him in a hug. There was no doubt about it. Chester was his. From the color of his hair and eyes, his nose and shape of his lips. All his facial features belonged to him. It looked like he was looking to a mirror and the image reflected was him when he was still a child. His mom and especially his dad would be happy to know about Chester. One of the reason why his mom pushed him to that marriage was because they already wanted to see their grandson. He didn't know why, it would only made them realized that they're already old. "I'm called Alexander Dobson." He said after the hug and smiled. "Chester Harrison." Chester gave him a small smile. "So I'll call you dad since I'm calling Taylor papa, if it's okay with you." Chester said in a business like tone. "Of course!" He said amused. "Of course, please call me that." He glanced at Taylor and he curved a smile on his lips when their eyes met. He turned to face Chester again and framed his small head with his hands. "Thank you." He murmured and kissed his son's forehead before he stood up. ° ° ° They had breakfast together with Ella, Taylor's friend and whom they shared the unit with. They talked about their jobs and stuffs then Cheska. He was surprised about Cheska's death. He also learned a little lot of stuff about Taylor and Chester. Of how Taylor had to sacrificed everything for little Chester. The two shared a bond more than an uncle and a nephew. Taylor walked him to the elevator. He thought Taylor had something to say to him but he was just silent on their way. "Thank you." Xander said to Taylor when they reached the elevator. Taylor just nodded and cracked a smile. The elevator was packed and he was already late for his work.	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2,445,324	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445315}'	No	2024-11-12 16:33	active	1801		A L E X hanged his coat on the hook near the front door of his parent's house. His mother called him an hour ago that she wanted to discuss some matters involving his own future. His parents just didn't want to leave his private life alone that was why he came back where he used to live to argue for his full freedom. For Pete's sake, he was already twenty three years old. He saw Cassandra, his fifteen year old sister, descending the grand staircase in front of the front doors and screamed her lungs out when she saw him as if she saw a ghost. She always did that to annoy him. He had to throw his pen towards her to stop her from her hysteria. Though his pen didn't hit her and landed a few stairs above her, she stopped screaming and laughed. "Alexander! Welcome home!" She said after she stepped on the last step of the stairs and he didn't paid any attention to his sister but instead he was staring at his wasted pen. He just bought it and now he had to buy another one. He heard the shuffling of slippers from the door leading to the parlor room and it opened. His mother who doesn't looked like her age came out running and opened her arms and pulled him in a tight hug. He saw Cassandra rolled her eyes before she went inside the parlor room. Their house was designed like those houses during the Victorian era which was his mom's doing because back at her teenage years, she was so obsessed over novels, stories and movies concerning that era. Handsome dukes, earls, viscounts and so on. It was her teenage dream and she made it came true by building her own grandeur house. She even pretended to be the duchess and she wanted no—demanded to call her milady or your grace and he was used to it a long ago. "How's my Earl?" Alex suppressed himself not to roll his eyes and smiled instead. "I'm good, milady." He also has to talk like one. He saw his mom smiled from ear to ear. "That's why I love you so much, Alex. I think I miss you." "You think? That's—" Alex nodded "—great!" He faked a laugh. "You're the only one to indulge me with my craziness here. Bernardo is so killjoy." He just sighed and loosened his neck tie. "So what's this matter about my future?" "Oh, yeah." She clapped her hands in excitement. "We arranged you a marriage!" She announced and it took him time for his brain to process what she said. And realization struck him. "A what!?" ° ° ° T A Y L O R felt like he was on a swing and someone was drumming his chest. He knew the monkey who was bothering him early in the morning. It was his six year old nephew. "Papa! Wake up!" Chester said repeatedly while he shook and drummed Taylor's chest. Taylor groaned before he opened his eyes and saw Chester jumping on the bed and it made him dizzy and the mattress bouncing him. It has been six years since Chester's mother, Cheska and Taylor's only sister and family left, died from gaving birth of Chester. Cheska never told her boyfriend, who impregnated her, that she was pregnant and Taylor didn't even know who the fvck was it. But one thing was for sure, Chester must be so much a lot like his father since he never inherit any physical traits to Cheska nor any of their family. But so far, Taylor had never seen any man who looked like Chester. And he didn't care if he couldn't find Chester's father. Chester already had him and his best friend, Ella, to take care of his nephew. They were leaving in the same unit with two bedrooms, bathrooms, a kitchen and a living room together with Ella. "You promised we'll go to the mall today!" Chester shouted. "Yeah. I know." Taylor said in a sleepy voice. "You take a bath first." "Aye, sir!" Chester saluted and went to the bathroom running. Taylor stood from the bed and fixed it before he rummaged in the white closet and pulled a green checkered polo shirt and a pair of pants for Chester. The door of the bathroom slammed open and Chester came out singing a Japanese song he learned from the television and a Winnie the Pooh printed towel around his body. "Your clothes are on the bed." Taylor threw Chester's clothes to the bed before he went inside the bathroom. ° ° ° Taylor wanted to tell Ella that they were going to go. It was a shame that she couldn't go with them that day because of her work. Taylor opened Ella's bedroom door without knocking when he saw her in her underwear. She crossed her arms on her chest. "Pervert!" Ella shouted and he just rolled his eyes. "Sorry, I'm not interested, baby." Taylor said. "Oh yeah. I forgot you're gay, baby." She walked towards me shamelessly. "Come here. Where's my good morning kiss?" She pouted her lips. "I just want to say we're going to the mall for a while." Taylor said and slammed the door shut in front of her face. "Gross!" He shouted and he heard her laughed. ° ° ° Taylor dropped Chester in the bookstore. That was the reason why Chester was so excited that morning because every time they went to the mall, Chester always insisted to be left in the bookstore and read books there while Taylor went to the grocery to buy their needs. He went to the grocery and pulled a grocery cart and wheeled it. After fifteen minutes his phone buzzed in his pocket. It was Chester calling and it was also a very rare situation for Chester to call him during his precious time with his books. Taylor answered the ultra rare call. "Papa!" Chester whispered from the other line. "What?" Taylor whispered also. "Someone's stalking me! I mean, someone keeps on looking at me and it gives me the creep!" Chester sounded honest and it was a rare call and he didn't had any reasons to lie. Taylor's heart was filled with worries and started beating fast and things about kidnapping and child trafficking and all sorts of dangerous situations were running inside his mind. "Stay where many people are. I'll be there." ° ° ° Taylor rushed to the bookstore and found Chester near the exit. He snatched Chester's hand who jumped in surprise. "You're killing me!" Chester exclaimed in a whisper. "Are you okay?" He scanned Chester. "Where was this stalker of yours?" "He's inside. I think I lost him." "Are you sure? Maybe you're just assuming yourself." He sighed. "Of course not! I'm sure he was stalking me! He even attempt to have a conversation with me but I refused since you said I shouldn't talk to strangers." Taylor nodded just to stop Chester from blabbing. "But the unusual thing was he kinda looks like me." Chester frowned thinking. Taylor froze and turned cold. It couldn't be. Of course, it couldn't be. "Are you sure?" He asked the kid. "Not so. But I can see myself at him. Do you think he's my—" "No! He was just a complete stalker! I swear." Taylor grabbed Chester's hand and pulled him as they jogged and walked while scanning the crowd like a prisoner who escaped from jail. Taylor's heart was hammering in his chest. It couldn't be his father. And if it was him, he would do anything so Chester and that man wouldn't meet again. But the fact that the man was already aware that he have a son was a bad fact. Or maybe not. Or yes, he might hire a search party. He tightened his grip on Chester's hand to insure that he was still there and never leaving him. He couldn't imagine his life without that bookworm. He was his only family left. "I'm not going anywhere, Taylor. So loosen your grip a little." Chester smiled to assured him and he breathed out feeling relieved. Chester was always been a keen observer and could read people which was the opposite of Taylor. "Thank you." Taylor murmured before he loosened his grip a little of Chester's hand. ° ° ° Taylor owned and started a studio four years ago at the building next to their unit. He needed to gave up his two years of studying photography and became a babysitter then he decided to use—apply rather, of what he learned from school. The location was perfect since no studio was around that area so somehow his business was sailing smoothly. Costumers were waiting when he entered and Macy, one of his employees, motioned her hand to him. He went inside the counter. "Mrs. Connor is here to fetch her daughter's wedding photo." She said in a whisper like voice and Taylor nodded. "Of course." He turned and fetched the big photo, framed with brown flowers engraved on the frame. He smiled while looking at the photo. The lady was beautiful in her white wedding dress and the man was wearing a cream colored suit, his one hand was wrapped on the back of the bride's waist. They looked so happy. Of course, who wouldn't be happy. Taylor congratulated Mrs. Connor for her daughter's wedding and wished them happiness. She thanked him before exiting the establishment. ° ° ° His next costumer was a student. Majority of the costumers there were students. Mostly for ID pictures, school requirements and graduation photos. Some were a whole family. Family reunions, weddings and so on. Chester came out from the dark room with Max, his other employee and a photographer also. Since it was summer, Chester would be there helping small things like arranging papers and organizing things in the dark room where they developed the photos and films. Chester came to Taylor running and he shooed him when the next costumer went inside. The next costumer was a new born baby with the parents. Aw! Their first picture together as a family. After the shoot, Taylor congratulated them. He stretched his neck turning it to the sides a couple of times then steadied it up, down, and sidewards. Hearing and feeling it cracked made him sighed and closed his eyes when he heard the door of the studio opened. Taylor was stunned to see who was the next in line that he wanted to hide away. The costumer in a black suit looked like Chester. It can't be. Was he the man who Chester was saying a week ago. How did he find us? Did he hired some investigators to track them using his sister's name? Taylor observed the man who was busy glancing around his studio. Taylor wished that Chester wouldn't come out from the dark room which he always do. Taylor stared at him frowning and on his guard as if the man would going to attack him any time. Taylor's facial expression changed from a very unwelcome frown to a warm smile while crossing his fingers when their eyes met. He should be a professional. Who knew he might be there to use his service and not because he was looking for Chester. "Hi!" The man greeted him. "Hey!" Taylor said with a smile. More like a fake smile. "Please take a seat." He motioned the stool in front of him. "Thanks." The man sat and smiled. "Passport size, by the way." Taylor dragged the white painted board as the background while the man was looking at him. "I'm Xander." He introduced and Taylor frowned while his back was facing the costumer and smiled when he faced him and stood in front of the costumer and checked the camera. It seemed like Taylor's facial muscles were going numb since he kept on putting a fake smile. He pretended that he didn't heard the costumer's introduction, raised the camera on his eye and raised his index finger motioning it was the first shot. He couldn't deny that the man was handsome. He looked like Chester but Chester was cuter and the man in front of him was handsome. Taylor clicked the capture button and moved the cam away from his eye and checked the image in the screen. "Once more." He said and took a shot once more. Taylor thumbs up after scanning all three shots and made his probably last fake smile of the day smile. He let Xander looked at the pictures and he just nodded. "How many years since this studio was built?" Xander asked. Taylor looked at him. "Four." He said briefly and motioned his hand to the door to the lobby. "You can wait at the lobby, sir." Xander smiled and thanked him. Taylor waited him to walked out of the studio and ran to the dark room. Max was teaching Chester how to print a picture and they both raised their heads at him when he entered. He locked the door and beckoned Max. "I'll do the printing." Taylor said. "Okay." Max stood from the shrivel chair and ruffled Chester's hair before he left. The photo of the new born child with his parents were still ongoing so he let Chester do anything with the PC and positioned himself at the second computer and plugged the camera. He processed Xander's photo immediately since he couldn't wait for Xander to get out of his place. Taylor went to the counter and gave Macy the six pieces of passport size photo of Xander. He saw him looking at the sample photos displayed on the wall of the lobby. Taylor went back inside the dark room and sighed as he sat on the shrivel chair while Chester was playing Plants vs. Zombies. Taylor jumped when the door to the counter opened and Macy's head popped in smiling. "Mr. Dobson wanted to talk to you." She said and he frowned. Who the hell is Mr. Dobson? "The man in black." She said when she saw that he was struggling to remember who was Mr. Dobson. "Oh! The MIB." I glanced to the PC and printer and her. "I, um." Taylor said hesitantly. "I'm kinda busy here." She nodded in agreement and Max went inside from the other door that connects to the studio and plugged the cam on my PC and stole the other vacant camera and exited the dark room, which was not really dark. Macy nodded in understanding again and closed the door. Taylor thanked Max sincerely for giving him another job to do. ° ° ° Ella dropped in the studio to fetch Chester and they went ahead to their unit. Taylor and Max needed to finish editing the wedding video of Mrs. Connor's daughter after Kenneth, the third photographer, handed the job to the both of them since he took a day off. Taylor went back to the unit tired and saw Chester already sleeping soundly on their bed in his pj's. He sat at the edge of the bed and messed Chester's hair. He felt like he really was his father for six years but right that time, he felt like he was already running out of time. But he would do anything to let that Xander stay away from him as long as he could. He sighed and went to the kitchen after changing into him pj's and ate the food Ella left for him. Sleep never came to him when his thoughts were running to that Xander. He was afraid he might took Chester away from him. He lived and worked his ass for six years and gave up his scholarship in order to have something to feed Chester and gave him everything he needed. Chester was his purpose why he was still living after Cheska died. And he was afraid to be left alone. He spent his night caressing his nephew's hair in a fatherly way while staring at his calm and relaxed face. Time sure flies fast. He felt like it was yesterday that he cradled him on his arms crying while reaching his small hands to his face. He fell asleep with that thought. 2. New Dad C h a p t e r T w o T A Y L O R woke up when he heard knocks from his bedroom door. Chester was still sleeping so he opened the door immediately so he wouldn't wake up from the noise. It was Ella, of course and she looked like confused and worried. "Someone's looking for you." She said. "Who in this early hour will look for me." Ella shrugged her shoulders. Taylor scratched his head and closed the door. He marched to the front door and opened it. He was surprised to see Xander outside in his gray suit. Taylor closed the door immediately but it was stuck. Xander's feet was blocking the door preventing it to close. "The hell?" "Why are you avoiding me?" Xander asked and yanked the door wider. "Do I even know you?" Taylor raised a brow. "No, but looks familiar, maybe." He said. "Hmm." Taylor frowned and tried to act the best way he could. He was staring at Xander as if analyzing him. He suits the black one he wore yesterday but he still looked good in gray though. C'mon, what am I thinking, Taylor thought, focus! "Nope, maybe not. Sorry." Taylor attempted to close the door again and this time Xander blocked it with his shoulder. Taylor could hear Ella whispering. "LQ?" He just rolled his eyes and stared at Xander. "I will sue you for trespassing!" Taylor said while pushing the door close and Xander was pushing the door open. His hands were trembling already, Xander was strong and he didn't think he could still go on. His hands were aching already. "Do that. I'm not scared." He said calmly. Taylor was gritting his teeth and narrowed his eyes making his small Asian eyes disappeared in a line. He was always teased at school because of his small eyes. Though his mother and father didn't look like Asian, but his great grandmother at his mother's side was and he was the only one who inherited her genes. "Who's that, papa?" He heard Chester said. Judging his voice, he just woke up. "Who's that?" Xander asked and leaned his head to the left to look inside and Taylor also leaned his head to his right to block Xander's view. "My son." Taylor said leaning his head to his left when Xander leaned his head to the right. They kept on shifting their heads, Xander trying to look inside and Taylor blocking. "Go inside the room, Chester." He heard the closing of the door. "Why won't you let me look?" Xander said annoyed. "Are you hiding something or someone?" Xander emphasized the last word. "Ha! Hiding? What will I hide? And why do you want to look inside?" "I can see it on your eyes. You're afraid, Mr. Harrison." Xander's blue gray eyes staring straight on his eyes. Xander was true and Taylor couldn't deny that fact. He pursed his lips together guiltily and sighed. Maybe it was best to tell him the truth? But he was afraid of loosing Chester. And was he even the father? His grip on the door loosened and he let Xander pushed it open wider. "Fine." Taylor said in surrender but it didn't mean he was giving up his nephew. ° ° ° "How are you related to Cheska Harrison?" Xander asked while looking to the framed pictures hanged on the wall. It was Cheska with Taylor smiling together like they were so close. Cheska's face was the same face Xander could recall way back seven years ago. The same smile that he fell in love with, the same everything. "We're siblings." Taylor said. Xander turned his head snappily to Taylor, frowning and he looked back to the picture. "Ha?" They didn't looked a like. Taylor looked more like someone from the Asia and his eyes seemed like it were stretched to its sides. Xander looked to the next picture which he guessed was Cheska's parents. She looked like her father. "In law?" "No!" Taylor said. Xander heard the clanging of glasses and ceramics. He looked to the parent's picture again but neither of them looked like Taylor. He frowned. "You're not the first person to asked me that." Xander turned his heel and Taylor offered him a mug of coffee. He murmured his thanks before getting the mug. Xander felt nervous. According to Taylor's reactions, his guess was correct. That that kid who undoubtedly looked like him which he first saw at the bookstore was his son. Everything were becoming clear. He thought it was his son at those girls that he hooked up before but it turned out to be Cheska. She was his first love. And the longest relationship he had. Three years. But it was a secret relationship. He once introduced her to his family and the thing was, his grandmother was displeased about their relationship. His grandma said that they weren't cut to be together because it would be like meeting heaven and earth. They broke up after that but made up again because he couldn't let her go. They secretly met during weekends. But things changed after they had sex for the first time. She acted like she was afraid over something. He even asked her if she was threatened by his grandmother or family but she denied it. He thought their love would get stronger after that act but it was the opposite. She grew farther and farther away. She didn't even finished her studies and dropped out of school and moved far away. They didn't had closure. And then one day he found out a kid in a bookstore that looked like him and it happened to be his kid. It was fate. He got her pregnant and maybe it was the reason why she dropped out to school but why didn't she told him? She was afraid. But afraid of what? He glanced to the picture hanged near the kitchen entrance. It was Chester laughing. He really did looked like him when he was young. No doubt that Chester was his son. "That's Chester when he was five years old." Taylor said. "How old is he now?" Xander asked and placed the mug on the center table and sat on a settee. "Six." Taylor said briefly. Six years and he didn't know that he had a son. Xander lift his head when he heard a door creaked open and saw the same kid in the store accusing him as a stalker for asking him few questions. The kid pointed his index finger to him stunned. "You're that stalker!" Chester said and he found himself smiling. What an energitic boy, he thought. "What is he doing here, papa?" "He. . . he wanted to see you." Taylor said. "Why?" The young boy stared at him. Taylor sighed. "Because he's your—" "Father?" Chester interrupted. Taylor and Xander was stunned. "Is he here to claim me? I'm not going anywhere with him!" Chester said furious. "Of course no!" Taylor said. "I won't agree." Xander's eyes met with Taylor's. Part of Xander's plan was to get Chester to be in his custody. He was the father after all. And for six years, he didn't know he already became a father. It overwhelmed him and Chester could be the reason to stop that marriage his mother arranged. "You won't give me to him?" Chester pointer him and he was hurt. His own son was rejecting him but he couldn't blame him. "No! No, I-I won't." Taylor pursed his lips. "I believe you." Chester said and he could see sadness on his eyes and his expression went back to normal when he looked at Xander. Chester slowly walked to his direction. Cautious. Then stopped in front of him. He didn't know what to do. He never thought about that kind of thing. He had a son now. He kneeled in front of Chester to make their eyes level and looked at him for a minute before he pulled him in a hug. There was no doubt about it. Chester was his. From the color of his hair and eyes, his nose and shape of his lips. All his facial features belonged to him. It looked like he was looking to a mirror and the image reflected was him when he was still a child. His mom and especially his dad would be happy to know about Chester. One of the reason why his mom pushed him to that marriage was because they already wanted to see their grandson. He didn't know why, it would only made them realized that they're already old. "I'm called Alexander Dobson." He said after the hug and smiled. "Chester Harrison." Chester gave him a small smile. "So I'll call you dad since I'm calling Taylor papa, if it's okay with you." Chester said in a business like tone. "Of course!" He said amused. "Of course, please call me that." He glanced at Taylor and he curved a smile on his lips when their eyes met. He turned to face Chester again and framed his small head with his hands. "Thank you." He murmured and kissed his son's forehead before he stood up. ° ° ° They had breakfast together with Ella, Taylor's friend and whom they shared the unit with. They talked about their jobs and stuffs then Cheska. He was surprised about Cheska's death. He also learned a little lot of stuff about Taylor and Chester. Of how Taylor had to sacrificed everything for little Chester. The two shared a bond more than an uncle and a nephew. Taylor walked him to the elevator. He thought Taylor had something to say to him but he was just silent on their way. "Thank you." Xander said to Taylor when they reached the elevator. Taylor just nodded and cracked a smile. The elevator was packed and he was already late for his work.	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2,445,326	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445315}'	Yes	2024-11-12 16:33	active	1801		A L E X hanged his coat on the hook near the front door of his parent's house. His mother called him an hour ago that she wanted to discuss some matters involving his own future. His parents just didn't want to leave his private life alone that was why he came back where he used to live to argue for his full freedom. For Pete's sake, he was already twenty three years old. He saw Cassandra, his fifteen year old sister, descending the grand staircase in front of the front doors and screamed her lungs out when she saw him as if she saw a ghost. She always did that to annoy him. He had to throw his pen towards her to stop her from her hysteria. Though his pen didn't hit her and landed a few stairs above her, she stopped screaming and laughed. "Alexander! Welcome home!" She said after she stepped on the last step of the stairs and he didn't paid any attention to his sister but instead he was staring at his wasted pen. He just bought it and now he had to buy another one. He heard the shuffling of slippers from the door leading to the parlor room and it opened. His mother who doesn't looked like her age came out running and opened her arms and pulled him in a tight hug. He saw Cassandra rolled her eyes before she went inside the parlor room. Their house was designed like those houses during the Victorian era which was his mom's doing because back at her teenage years, she was so obsessed over novels, stories and movies concerning that era. Handsome dukes, earls, viscounts and so on. It was her teenage dream and she made it came true by building her own grandeur house. She even pretended to be the duchess and she wanted no—demanded to call her milady or your grace and he was used to it a long ago. "How's my Earl?" Alex suppressed himself not to roll his eyes and smiled instead. "I'm good, milady." He also has to talk like one. He saw his mom smiled from ear to ear. "That's why I love you so much, Alex. I think I miss you." "You think? That's—" Alex nodded "—great!" He faked a laugh. "You're the only one to indulge me with my craziness here. Bernardo is so killjoy." He just sighed and loosened his neck tie. "So what's this matter about my future?" "Oh, yeah." She clapped her hands in excitement. "We arranged you a marriage!" She announced and it took him time for his brain to process what she said. And realization struck him. "A what!?" ° ° ° T A Y L O R felt like he was on a swing and someone was drumming his chest. He knew the monkey who was bothering him early in the morning. It was his six year old nephew. "Papa! Wake up!" Chester said repeatedly while he shook and drummed Taylor's chest. Taylor groaned before he opened his eyes and saw Chester jumping on the bed and it made him dizzy and the mattress bouncing him. It has been six years since Chester's mother, Cheska and Taylor's only sister and family left, died from gaving birth of Chester. Cheska never told her boyfriend, who impregnated her, that she was pregnant and Taylor didn't even know who the fvck was it. But one thing was for sure, Chester must be so much a lot like his father since he never inherit any physical traits to Cheska nor any of their family. But so far, Taylor had never seen any man who looked like Chester. And he didn't care if he couldn't find Chester's father. Chester already had him and his best friend, Ella, to take care of his nephew. They were leaving in the same unit with two bedrooms, bathrooms, a kitchen and a living room together with Ella. "You promised we'll go to the mall today!" Chester shouted. "Yeah. I know." Taylor said in a sleepy voice. "You take a bath first." "Aye, sir!" Chester saluted and went to the bathroom running. Taylor stood from the bed and fixed it before he rummaged in the white closet and pulled a green checkered polo shirt and a pair of pants for Chester. The door of the bathroom slammed open and Chester came out singing a Japanese song he learned from the television and a Winnie the Pooh printed towel around his body. "Your clothes are on the bed." Taylor threw Chester's clothes to the bed before he went inside the bathroom. ° ° ° Taylor wanted to tell Ella that they were going to go. It was a shame that she couldn't go with them that day because of her work. Taylor opened Ella's bedroom door without knocking when he saw her in her underwear. She crossed her arms on her chest. "Pervert!" Ella shouted and he just rolled his eyes. "Sorry, I'm not interested, baby." Taylor said. "Oh yeah. I forgot you're gay, baby." She walked towards me shamelessly. "Come here. Where's my good morning kiss?" She pouted her lips. "I just want to say we're going to the mall for a while." Taylor said and slammed the door shut in front of her face. "Gross!" He shouted and he heard her laughed. ° ° ° Taylor dropped Chester in the bookstore. That was the reason why Chester was so excited that morning because every time they went to the mall, Chester always insisted to be left in the bookstore and read books there while Taylor went to the grocery to buy their needs. He went to the grocery and pulled a grocery cart and wheeled it. After fifteen minutes his phone buzzed in his pocket. It was Chester calling and it was also a very rare situation for Chester to call him during his precious time with his books. Taylor answered the ultra rare call. "Papa!" Chester whispered from the other line. "What?" Taylor whispered also. "Someone's stalking me! I mean, someone keeps on looking at me and it gives me the creep!" Chester sounded honest and it was a rare call and he didn't had any reasons to lie. Taylor's heart was filled with worries and started beating fast and things about kidnapping and child trafficking and all sorts of dangerous situations were running inside his mind. "Stay where many people are. I'll be there." ° ° ° Taylor rushed to the bookstore and found Chester near the exit. He snatched Chester's hand who jumped in surprise. "You're killing me!" Chester exclaimed in a whisper. "Are you okay?" He scanned Chester. "Where was this stalker of yours?" "He's inside. I think I lost him." "Are you sure? Maybe you're just assuming yourself." He sighed. "Of course not! I'm sure he was stalking me! He even attempt to have a conversation with me but I refused since you said I shouldn't talk to strangers." Taylor nodded just to stop Chester from blabbing. "But the unusual thing was he kinda looks like me." Chester frowned thinking. Taylor froze and turned cold. It couldn't be. Of course, it couldn't be. "Are you sure?" He asked the kid. "Not so. But I can see myself at him. Do you think he's my—" "No! He was just a complete stalker! I swear." Taylor grabbed Chester's hand and pulled him as they jogged and walked while scanning the crowd like a prisoner who escaped from jail. Taylor's heart was hammering in his chest. It couldn't be his father. And if it was him, he would do anything so Chester and that man wouldn't meet again. But the fact that the man was already aware that he have a son was a bad fact. Or maybe not. Or yes, he might hire a search party. He tightened his grip on Chester's hand to insure that he was still there and never leaving him. He couldn't imagine his life without that bookworm. He was his only family left. "I'm not going anywhere, Taylor. So loosen your grip a little." Chester smiled to assured him and he breathed out feeling relieved. Chester was always been a keen observer and could read people which was the opposite of Taylor. "Thank you." Taylor murmured before he loosened his grip a little of Chester's hand. ° ° ° Taylor owned and started a studio four years ago at the building next to their unit. He needed to gave up his two years of studying photography and became a babysitter then he decided to use—apply rather, of what he learned from school. The location was perfect since no studio was around that area so somehow his business was sailing smoothly. Costumers were waiting when he entered and Macy, one of his employees, motioned her hand to him. He went inside the counter. "Mrs. Connor is here to fetch her daughter's wedding photo." She said in a whisper like voice and Taylor nodded. "Of course." He turned and fetched the big photo, framed with brown flowers engraved on the frame. He smiled while looking at the photo. The lady was beautiful in her white wedding dress and the man was wearing a cream colored suit, his one hand was wrapped on the back of the bride's waist. They looked so happy. Of course, who wouldn't be happy. Taylor congratulated Mrs. Connor for her daughter's wedding and wished them happiness. She thanked him before exiting the establishment. ° ° ° His next costumer was a student. Majority of the costumers there were students. Mostly for ID pictures, school requirements and graduation photos. Some were a whole family. Family reunions, weddings and so on. Chester came out from the dark room with Max, his other employee and a photographer also. Since it was summer, Chester would be there helping small things like arranging papers and organizing things in the dark room where they developed the photos and films. Chester came to Taylor running and he shooed him when the next costumer went inside. The next costumer was a new born baby with the parents. Aw! Their first picture together as a family. After the shoot, Taylor congratulated them. He stretched his neck turning it to the sides a couple of times then steadied it up, down, and sidewards. Hearing and feeling it cracked made him sighed and closed his eyes when he heard the door of the studio opened. Taylor was stunned to see who was the next in line that he wanted to hide away. The costumer in a black suit looked like Chester. It can't be. Was he the man who Chester was saying a week ago. How did he find us? Did he hired some investigators to track them using his sister's name? Taylor observed the man who was busy glancing around his studio. Taylor wished that Chester wouldn't come out from the dark room which he always do. Taylor stared at him frowning and on his guard as if the man would going to attack him any time. Taylor's facial expression changed from a very unwelcome frown to a warm smile while crossing his fingers when their eyes met. He should be a professional. Who knew he might be there to use his service and not because he was looking for Chester. "Hi!" The man greeted him. "Hey!" Taylor said with a smile. More like a fake smile. "Please take a seat." He motioned the stool in front of him. "Thanks." The man sat and smiled. "Passport size, by the way." Taylor dragged the white painted board as the background while the man was looking at him. "I'm Xander." He introduced and Taylor frowned while his back was facing the costumer and smiled when he faced him and stood in front of the costumer and checked the camera. It seemed like Taylor's facial muscles were going numb since he kept on putting a fake smile. He pretended that he didn't heard the costumer's introduction, raised the camera on his eye and raised his index finger motioning it was the first shot. He couldn't deny that the man was handsome. He looked like Chester but Chester was cuter and the man in front of him was handsome. Taylor clicked the capture button and moved the cam away from his eye and checked the image in the screen. "Once more." He said and took a shot once more. Taylor thumbs up after scanning all three shots and made his probably last fake smile of the day smile. He let Xander looked at the pictures and he just nodded. "How many years since this studio was built?" Xander asked. Taylor looked at him. "Four." He said briefly and motioned his hand to the door to the lobby. "You can wait at the lobby, sir." Xander smiled and thanked him. Taylor waited him to walked out of the studio and ran to the dark room. Max was teaching Chester how to print a picture and they both raised their heads at him when he entered. He locked the door and beckoned Max. "I'll do the printing." Taylor said. "Okay." Max stood from the shrivel chair and ruffled Chester's hair before he left. The photo of the new born child with his parents were still ongoing so he let Chester do anything with the PC and positioned himself at the second computer and plugged the camera. He processed Xander's photo immediately since he couldn't wait for Xander to get out of his place. Taylor went to the counter and gave Macy the six pieces of passport size photo of Xander. He saw him looking at the sample photos displayed on the wall of the lobby. Taylor went back inside the dark room and sighed as he sat on the shrivel chair while Chester was playing Plants vs. Zombies. Taylor jumped when the door to the counter opened and Macy's head popped in smiling. "Mr. Dobson wanted to talk to you." She said and he frowned. Who the hell is Mr. Dobson? "The man in black." She said when she saw that he was struggling to remember who was Mr. Dobson. "Oh! The MIB." I glanced to the PC and printer and her. "I, um." Taylor said hesitantly. "I'm kinda busy here." She nodded in agreement and Max went inside from the other door that connects to the studio and plugged the cam on my PC and stole the other vacant camera and exited the dark room, which was not really dark. Macy nodded in understanding again and closed the door. Taylor thanked Max sincerely for giving him another job to do. ° ° ° Ella dropped in the studio to fetch Chester and they went ahead to their unit. Taylor and Max needed to finish editing the wedding video of Mrs. Connor's daughter after Kenneth, the third photographer, handed the job to the both of them since he took a day off. Taylor went back to the unit tired and saw Chester already sleeping soundly on their bed in his pj's. He sat at the edge of the bed and messed Chester's hair. He felt like he really was his father for six years but right that time, he felt like he was already running out of time. But he would do anything to let that Xander stay away from him as long as he could. He sighed and went to the kitchen after changing into him pj's and ate the food Ella left for him. Sleep never came to him when his thoughts were running to that Xander. He was afraid he might took Chester away from him. He lived and worked his ass for six years and gave up his scholarship in order to have something to feed Chester and gave him everything he needed. Chester was his purpose why he was still living after Cheska died. And he was afraid to be left alone. He spent his night caressing his nephew's hair in a fatherly way while staring at his calm and relaxed face. Time sure flies fast. He felt like it was yesterday that he cradled him on his arms crying while reaching his small hands to his face. He fell asleep with that thought. 2. New Dad C h a p t e r T w o T A Y L O R woke up when he heard knocks from his bedroom door. Chester was still sleeping so he opened the door immediately so he wouldn't wake up from the noise. It was Ella, of course and she looked like confused and worried. "Someone's looking for you." She said. "Who in this early hour will look for me." Ella shrugged her shoulders. Taylor scratched his head and closed the door. He marched to the front door and opened it. He was surprised to see Xander outside in his gray suit. Taylor closed the door immediately but it was stuck. Xander's feet was blocking the door preventing it to close. "The hell?" "Why are you avoiding me?" Xander asked and yanked the door wider. "Do I even know you?" Taylor raised a brow. "No, but looks familiar, maybe." He said. "Hmm." Taylor frowned and tried to act the best way he could. He was staring at Xander as if analyzing him. He suits the black one he wore yesterday but he still looked good in gray though. C'mon, what am I thinking, Taylor thought, focus! "Nope, maybe not. Sorry." Taylor attempted to close the door again and this time Xander blocked it with his shoulder. Taylor could hear Ella whispering. "LQ?" He just rolled his eyes and stared at Xander. "I will sue you for trespassing!" Taylor said while pushing the door close and Xander was pushing the door open. His hands were trembling already, Xander was strong and he didn't think he could still go on. His hands were aching already. "Do that. I'm not scared." He said calmly. Taylor was gritting his teeth and narrowed his eyes making his small Asian eyes disappeared in a line. He was always teased at school because of his small eyes. Though his mother and father didn't look like Asian, but his great grandmother at his mother's side was and he was the only one who inherited her genes. "Who's that, papa?" He heard Chester said. Judging his voice, he just woke up. "Who's that?" Xander asked and leaned his head to the left to look inside and Taylor also leaned his head to his right to block Xander's view. "My son." Taylor said leaning his head to his left when Xander leaned his head to the right. They kept on shifting their heads, Xander trying to look inside and Taylor blocking. "Go inside the room, Chester." He heard the closing of the door. "Why won't you let me look?" Xander said annoyed. "Are you hiding something or someone?" Xander emphasized the last word. "Ha! Hiding? What will I hide? And why do you want to look inside?" "I can see it on your eyes. You're afraid, Mr. Harrison." Xander's blue gray eyes staring straight on his eyes. Xander was true and Taylor couldn't deny that fact. He pursed his lips together guiltily and sighed. Maybe it was best to tell him the truth? But he was afraid of loosing Chester. And was he even the father? His grip on the door loosened and he let Xander pushed it open wider. "Fine." Taylor said in surrender but it didn't mean he was giving up his nephew. ° ° ° "How are you related to Cheska Harrison?" Xander asked while looking to the framed pictures hanged on the wall. It was Cheska with Taylor smiling together like they were so close. Cheska's face was the same face Xander could recall way back seven years ago. The same smile that he fell in love with, the same everything. "We're siblings." Taylor said. Xander turned his head snappily to Taylor, frowning and he looked back to the picture. "Ha?" They didn't looked a like. Taylor looked more like someone from the Asia and his eyes seemed like it were stretched to its sides. Xander looked to the next picture which he guessed was Cheska's parents. She looked like her father. "In law?" "No!" Taylor said. Xander heard the clanging of glasses and ceramics. He looked to the parent's picture again but neither of them looked like Taylor. He frowned. "You're not the first person to asked me that." Xander turned his heel and Taylor offered him a mug of coffee. He murmured his thanks before getting the mug. Xander felt nervous. According to Taylor's reactions, his guess was correct. That that kid who undoubtedly looked like him which he first saw at the bookstore was his son. Everything were becoming clear. He thought it was his son at those girls that he hooked up before but it turned out to be Cheska. She was his first love. And the longest relationship he had. Three years. But it was a secret relationship. He once introduced her to his family and the thing was, his grandmother was displeased about their relationship. His grandma said that they weren't cut to be together because it would be like meeting heaven and earth. They broke up after that but made up again because he couldn't let her go. They secretly met during weekends. But things changed after they had sex for the first time. She acted like she was afraid over something. He even asked her if she was threatened by his grandmother or family but she denied it. He thought their love would get stronger after that act but it was the opposite. She grew farther and farther away. She didn't even finished her studies and dropped out of school and moved far away. They didn't had closure. And then one day he found out a kid in a bookstore that looked like him and it happened to be his kid. It was fate. He got her pregnant and maybe it was the reason why she dropped out to school but why didn't she told him? She was afraid. But afraid of what? He glanced to the picture hanged near the kitchen entrance. It was Chester laughing. He really did looked like him when he was young. No doubt that Chester was his son. "That's Chester when he was five years old." Taylor said. "How old is he now?" Xander asked and placed the mug on the center table and sat on a settee. "Six." Taylor said briefly. Six years and he didn't know that he had a son. Xander lift his head when he heard a door creaked open and saw the same kid in the store accusing him as a stalker for asking him few questions. The kid pointed his index finger to him stunned. "You're that stalker!" Chester said and he found himself smiling. What an energitic boy, he thought. "What is he doing here, papa?" "He. . . he wanted to see you." Taylor said. "Why?" The young boy stared at him. Taylor sighed. "Because he's your—" "Father?" Chester interrupted. Taylor and Xander was stunned. "Is he here to claim me? I'm not going anywhere with him!" Chester said furious. "Of course no!" Taylor said. "I won't agree." Xander's eyes met with Taylor's. Part of Xander's plan was to get Chester to be in his custody. He was the father after all. And for six years, he didn't know he already became a father. It overwhelmed him and Chester could be the reason to stop that marriage his mother arranged. "You won't give me to him?" Chester pointer him and he was hurt. His own son was rejecting him but he couldn't blame him. "No! No, I-I won't." Taylor pursed his lips. "I believe you." Chester said and he could see sadness on his eyes and his expression went back to normal when he looked at Xander. Chester slowly walked to his direction. Cautious. Then stopped in front of him. He didn't know what to do. He never thought about that kind of thing. He had a son now. He kneeled in front of Chester to make their eyes level and looked at him for a minute before he pulled him in a hug. There was no doubt about it. Chester was his. From the color of his hair and eyes, his nose and shape of his lips. All his facial features belonged to him. It looked like he was looking to a mirror and the image reflected was him when he was still a child. His mom and especially his dad would be happy to know about Chester. One of the reason why his mom pushed him to that marriage was because they already wanted to see their grandson. He didn't know why, it would only made them realized that they're already old. "I'm called Alexander Dobson." He said after the hug and smiled. "Chester Harrison." Chester gave him a small smile. "So I'll call you dad since I'm calling Taylor papa, if it's okay with you." Chester said in a business like tone. "Of course!" He said amused. "Of course, please call me that." He glanced at Taylor and he curved a smile on his lips when their eyes met. He turned to face Chester again and framed his small head with his hands. "Thank you." He murmured and kissed his son's forehead before he stood up. ° ° ° They had breakfast together with Ella, Taylor's friend and whom they shared the unit with. They talked about their jobs and stuffs then Cheska. He was surprised about Cheska's death. He also learned a little lot of stuff about Taylor and Chester. Of how Taylor had to sacrificed everything for little Chester. The two shared a bond more than an uncle and a nephew. Taylor walked him to the elevator. He thought Taylor had something to say to him but he was just silent on their way. "Thank you." Xander said to Taylor when they reached the elevator. Taylor just nodded and cracked a smile. The elevator was packed and he was already late for his work.	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2,445,327	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-12 16:33	active	1801	💟Here in Wehear, vampire/werewolf/billionaire tells their own love affairs! Join 5m female and listen to the best romance!	A L E X hanged his coat on the hook near the front door of his parent's house. His mother called him an hour ago that she wanted to discuss some matters involving his own future. His parents just didn't want to leave his private life alone that was why he came back where he used to live to argue for his full freedom. For Pete's sake, he was already twenty three years old. He saw Cassandra, his fifteen year old sister, descending the grand staircase in front of the front doors and screamed her lungs out when she saw him as if she saw a ghost. She always did that to annoy him. He had to throw his pen towards her to stop her from her hysteria. Though his pen didn't hit her and landed a few stairs above her, she stopped screaming and laughed. "Alexander! Welcome home!" She said after she stepped on the last step of the stairs and he didn't paid any attention to his sister but instead he was staring at his wasted pen. He just bought it and now he had to buy another one. He heard the shuffling of slippers from the door leading to the parlor room and it opened. His mother who doesn't looked like her age came out running and opened her arms and pulled him in a tight hug. He saw Cassandra rolled her eyes before she went inside the parlor room. Their house was designed like those houses during the Victorian era which was his mom's doing because back at her teenage years, she was so obsessed over novels, stories and movies concerning that era. Handsome dukes, earls, viscounts and so on. It was her teenage dream and she made it came true by building her own grandeur house. She even pretended to be the duchess and she wanted no—demanded to call her milady or your grace and he was used to it a long ago. "How's my Earl?" Alex suppressed himself not to roll his eyes and smiled instead. "I'm good, milady." He also has to talk like one. He saw his mom smiled from ear to ear. "That's why I love you so much, Alex. I think I miss you." "You think? That's—" Alex nodded "—great!" He faked a laugh. "You're the only one to indulge me with my craziness here. Bernardo is so killjoy." He just sighed and loosened his neck tie. "So what's this matter about my future?" "Oh, yeah." She clapped her hands in excitement. "We arranged you a marriage!" She announced and it took him time for his brain to process what she said. And realization struck him. "A what!?" ° ° ° T A Y L O R felt like he was on a swing and someone was drumming his chest. He knew the monkey who was bothering him early in the morning. It was his six year old nephew. "Papa! Wake up!" Chester said repeatedly while he shook and drummed Taylor's chest. Taylor groaned before he opened his eyes and saw Chester jumping on the bed and it made him dizzy and the mattress bouncing him. It has been six years since Chester's mother, Cheska and Taylor's only sister and family left, died from gaving birth of Chester. Cheska never told her boyfriend, who impregnated her, that she was pregnant and Taylor didn't even know who the fvck was it. But one thing was for sure, Chester must be so much a lot like his father since he never inherit any physical traits to Cheska nor any of their family. But so far, Taylor had never seen any man who looked like Chester. And he didn't care if he couldn't find Chester's father. Chester already had him and his best friend, Ella, to take care of his nephew. They were leaving in the same unit with two bedrooms, bathrooms, a kitchen and a living room together with Ella. "You promised we'll go to the mall today!" Chester shouted. "Yeah. I know." Taylor said in a sleepy voice. "You take a bath first." "Aye, sir!" Chester saluted and went to the bathroom running. Taylor stood from the bed and fixed it before he rummaged in the white closet and pulled a green checkered polo shirt and a pair of pants for Chester. The door of the bathroom slammed open and Chester came out singing a Japanese song he learned from the television and a Winnie the Pooh printed towel around his body. "Your clothes are on the bed." Taylor threw Chester's clothes to the bed before he went inside the bathroom. ° ° ° Taylor wanted to tell Ella that they were going to go. It was a shame that she couldn't go with them that day because of her work. Taylor opened Ella's bedroom door without knocking when he saw her in her underwear. She crossed her arms on her chest. "Pervert!" Ella shouted and he just rolled his eyes. "Sorry, I'm not interested, baby." Taylor said. "Oh yeah. I forgot you're gay, baby." She walked towards me shamelessly. "Come here. Where's my good morning kiss?" She pouted her lips. "I just want to say we're going to the mall for a while." Taylor said and slammed the door shut in front of her face. "Gross!" He shouted and he heard her laughed. ° ° ° Taylor dropped Chester in the bookstore. That was the reason why Chester was so excited that morning because every time they went to the mall, Chester always insisted to be left in the bookstore and read books there while Taylor went to the grocery to buy their needs. He went to the grocery and pulled a grocery cart and wheeled it. After fifteen minutes his phone buzzed in his pocket. It was Chester calling and it was also a very rare situation for Chester to call him during his precious time with his books. Taylor answered the ultra rare call. "Papa!" Chester whispered from the other line. "What?" Taylor whispered also. "Someone's stalking me! I mean, someone keeps on looking at me and it gives me the creep!" Chester sounded honest and it was a rare call and he didn't had any reasons to lie. Taylor's heart was filled with worries and started beating fast and things about kidnapping and child trafficking and all sorts of dangerous situations were running inside his mind. "Stay where many people are. I'll be there." ° ° ° Taylor rushed to the bookstore and found Chester near the exit. He snatched Chester's hand who jumped in surprise. "You're killing me!" Chester exclaimed in a whisper. "Are you okay?" He scanned Chester. "Where was this stalker of yours?" "He's inside. I think I lost him." "Are you sure? Maybe you're just assuming yourself." He sighed. "Of course not! I'm sure he was stalking me! He even attempt to have a conversation with me but I refused since you said I shouldn't talk to strangers." Taylor nodded just to stop Chester from blabbing. "But the unusual thing was he kinda looks like me." Chester frowned thinking. Taylor froze and turned cold. It couldn't be. Of course, it couldn't be. "Are you sure?" He asked the kid. "Not so. But I can see myself at him. Do you think he's my—" "No! He was just a complete stalker! I swear." Taylor grabbed Chester's hand and pulled him as they jogged and walked while scanning the crowd like a prisoner who escaped from jail. Taylor's heart was hammering in his chest. It couldn't be his father. And if it was him, he would do anything so Chester and that man wouldn't meet again. But the fact that the man was already aware that he have a son was a bad fact. Or maybe not. Or yes, he might hire a search party. He tightened his grip on Chester's hand to insure that he was still there and never leaving him. He couldn't imagine his life without that bookworm. He was his only family left. "I'm not going anywhere, Taylor. So loosen your grip a little." Chester smiled to assured him and he breathed out feeling relieved. Chester was always been a keen observer and could read people which was the opposite of Taylor. "Thank you." Taylor murmured before he loosened his grip a little of Chester's hand.	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2,445,331	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445327}'	Yes	2024-11-12 16:33	active	1801	💟Here in Wehear, vampire/werewolf/billionaire tells their own love affairs! Join 5m female and listen to the best romance!	A L E X hanged his coat on the hook near the front door of his parent's house. His mother called him an hour ago that she wanted to discuss some matters involving his own future. His parents just didn't want to leave his private life alone that was why he came back where he used to live to argue for his full freedom. For Pete's sake, he was already twenty three years old. He saw Cassandra, his fifteen year old sister, descending the grand staircase in front of the front doors and screamed her lungs out when she saw him as if she saw a ghost. She always did that to annoy him. He had to throw his pen towards her to stop her from her hysteria. Though his pen didn't hit her and landed a few stairs above her, she stopped screaming and laughed. "Alexander! Welcome home!" She said after she stepped on the last step of the stairs and he didn't paid any attention to his sister but instead he was staring at his wasted pen. He just bought it and now he had to buy another one. He heard the shuffling of slippers from the door leading to the parlor room and it opened. His mother who doesn't looked like her age came out running and opened her arms and pulled him in a tight hug. He saw Cassandra rolled her eyes before she went inside the parlor room. Their house was designed like those houses during the Victorian era which was his mom's doing because back at her teenage years, she was so obsessed over novels, stories and movies concerning that era. Handsome dukes, earls, viscounts and so on. It was her teenage dream and she made it came true by building her own grandeur house. She even pretended to be the duchess and she wanted no—demanded to call her milady or your grace and he was used to it a long ago. "How's my Earl?" Alex suppressed himself not to roll his eyes and smiled instead. "I'm good, milady." He also has to talk like one. He saw his mom smiled from ear to ear. "That's why I love you so much, Alex. I think I miss you." "You think? That's—" Alex nodded "—great!" He faked a laugh. "You're the only one to indulge me with my craziness here. Bernardo is so killjoy." He just sighed and loosened his neck tie. "So what's this matter about my future?" "Oh, yeah." She clapped her hands in excitement. "We arranged you a marriage!" She announced and it took him time for his brain to process what she said. And realization struck him. "A what!?" ° ° ° T A Y L O R felt like he was on a swing and someone was drumming his chest. He knew the monkey who was bothering him early in the morning. It was his six year old nephew. "Papa! Wake up!" Chester said repeatedly while he shook and drummed Taylor's chest. Taylor groaned before he opened his eyes and saw Chester jumping on the bed and it made him dizzy and the mattress bouncing him. It has been six years since Chester's mother, Cheska and Taylor's only sister and family left, died from gaving birth of Chester. Cheska never told her boyfriend, who impregnated her, that she was pregnant and Taylor didn't even know who the fvck was it. But one thing was for sure, Chester must be so much a lot like his father since he never inherit any physical traits to Cheska nor any of their family. But so far, Taylor had never seen any man who looked like Chester. And he didn't care if he couldn't find Chester's father. Chester already had him and his best friend, Ella, to take care of his nephew. They were leaving in the same unit with two bedrooms, bathrooms, a kitchen and a living room together with Ella. "You promised we'll go to the mall today!" Chester shouted. "Yeah. I know." Taylor said in a sleepy voice. "You take a bath first." "Aye, sir!" Chester saluted and went to the bathroom running. Taylor stood from the bed and fixed it before he rummaged in the white closet and pulled a green checkered polo shirt and a pair of pants for Chester. The door of the bathroom slammed open and Chester came out singing a Japanese song he learned from the television and a Winnie the Pooh printed towel around his body. "Your clothes are on the bed." Taylor threw Chester's clothes to the bed before he went inside the bathroom. ° ° ° Taylor wanted to tell Ella that they were going to go. It was a shame that she couldn't go with them that day because of her work. Taylor opened Ella's bedroom door without knocking when he saw her in her underwear. She crossed her arms on her chest. "Pervert!" Ella shouted and he just rolled his eyes. "Sorry, I'm not interested, baby." Taylor said. "Oh yeah. I forgot you're gay, baby." She walked towards me shamelessly. "Come here. Where's my good morning kiss?" She pouted her lips. "I just want to say we're going to the mall for a while." Taylor said and slammed the door shut in front of her face. "Gross!" He shouted and he heard her laughed. ° ° ° Taylor dropped Chester in the bookstore. That was the reason why Chester was so excited that morning because every time they went to the mall, Chester always insisted to be left in the bookstore and read books there while Taylor went to the grocery to buy their needs. He went to the grocery and pulled a grocery cart and wheeled it. After fifteen minutes his phone buzzed in his pocket. It was Chester calling and it was also a very rare situation for Chester to call him during his precious time with his books. Taylor answered the ultra rare call. "Papa!" Chester whispered from the other line. "What?" Taylor whispered also. "Someone's stalking me! I mean, someone keeps on looking at me and it gives me the creep!" Chester sounded honest and it was a rare call and he didn't had any reasons to lie. Taylor's heart was filled with worries and started beating fast and things about kidnapping and child trafficking and all sorts of dangerous situations were running inside his mind. "Stay where many people are. I'll be there." ° ° ° Taylor rushed to the bookstore and found Chester near the exit. He snatched Chester's hand who jumped in surprise. "You're killing me!" Chester exclaimed in a whisper. "Are you okay?" He scanned Chester. "Where was this stalker of yours?" "He's inside. I think I lost him." "Are you sure? Maybe you're just assuming yourself." He sighed. "Of course not! I'm sure he was stalking me! He even attempt to have a conversation with me but I refused since you said I shouldn't talk to strangers." Taylor nodded just to stop Chester from blabbing. "But the unusual thing was he kinda looks like me." Chester frowned thinking. Taylor froze and turned cold. It couldn't be. Of course, it couldn't be. "Are you sure?" He asked the kid. "Not so. But I can see myself at him. Do you think he's my—" "No! He was just a complete stalker! I swear." Taylor grabbed Chester's hand and pulled him as they jogged and walked while scanning the crowd like a prisoner who escaped from jail. Taylor's heart was hammering in his chest. It couldn't be his father. And if it was him, he would do anything so Chester and that man wouldn't meet again. But the fact that the man was already aware that he have a son was a bad fact. Or maybe not. Or yes, he might hire a search party. He tightened his grip on Chester's hand to insure that he was still there and never leaving him. He couldn't imagine his life without that bookworm. He was his only family left. "I'm not going anywhere, Taylor. So loosen your grip a little." Chester smiled to assured him and he breathed out feeling relieved. Chester was always been a keen observer and could read people which was the opposite of Taylor. "Thank you." Taylor murmured before he loosened his grip a little of Chester's hand.	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2,445,333	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445327}'	Yes	2024-11-12 16:33	active	1801	💟Here in Wehear, vampire/werewolf/billionaire tells their own love affairs! Join 5m female and listen to the best romance!	THIS IS WHAT I AM Third Person’s P.O.V. The rain was heavily pouring the water on the earth. The air was as chilling as piercing ice. It was late in the night. The darkness had consumed everything in the surroundings. A girl in the bride’s dress was sitting under a tree, hugging her knees on the roadside. She was shivering badly. Her body went numb due to the coldness around her. Her dress was torn from many places. Her eyes were stilled with no expressions. She was looking too fragile and vulnerable right now. Tears were flowing down from her eyes continuously but washed by rainwater. She had no desire to save herself from this chilling rain and air. Her heart was totally broken. She had lost all her hopes and didn’t want to live anymore. Suddenly I car stopped a little far from her and a man in her 50s with a woman in late 40s came out of the car. They ran towards her and kneeled down in front of her. “O My God Maggi…. You scared us”, the man quickly engulfed her in his embrace and put his chin on the top of her head. The lady quickly covered Maggi with a blanket she brought with her. They both were startled after seeing her devastated state. “Maggi… Hunny…. Come with us… we need to go now”, the lady pleaded to her and both man and woman helped her in standing on her feet. Her body was cold and numb. She stood but fell down again as her legs were not supporting her right now. “Careful Hunny. We got you”, the man said to her while swiping his hands in bridal style. She rested her head on his chest and clenched on his shirt as her life depended on it. The woman ran and opened the back door of the car. He put her gently there and tucked her again in another dry blanket. “Sleep now, dear. You need a good rest”, he gently stroke her back and then closed the door. The woman looked at him with so much pain in her eyes. He sighed and pulled her in his embrace. “What did we do Rey?”, she said in between her sobs. “I know honey. I know. We have to deal with it. We will find some way soon”, he comforted her looking in the blank spot in front of him. His eyes were blank. He didn’t know what to do now. They sat in the car again and looked behind. Maggi was sleeping now. There was pain written all over her face. They looked at each other and sighed. He drove the car away from that place. 7 years later:- He looked at the cover of the latest business magazine. It was his photo on the cover. “The most eligible hottest single billionaire of the year”, he smirked at the comment. He was in the top 5 successful businessmen in the country. He took over his father’s company after completing his master’s in business management a year back and reached the peak. He was sharp, intelligent, far-sighted, and went to any extent to get success. He was Theo Turner. He was the CEO of Rey & Chris Enterprises named after his parents. He was 27 and was still single. He put the magazine down on the table and stood up from the spot. He sighed while looking at the word single in the magazine. He shook his head a little and then marched out of the room. He went out of his mansion. He lived with his parents. He was not on good terms with his parents due to a past event that changed their relationship forever. They rarely talked with him though he was their only son. He sat on the driver’s seat of his latest model of the BMW 8 series. He loved his car. He had a passion for cars. He entered his office. The receptionist stood up from her seat and greeted him, “Good Morning Mr. Turner”. He nodded but didn’t say anything. He went straight to the private elevator that straight led to his floor. His P.A. greet him when he reached his floor. “Good Morning Sir”, his P.A. Aiden said to him while handing him a tab that had his schedule for today. “Good Morning, Aiden. Did you prepare everything for the in-house meeting today”, he asked him while going towards his cabin. “Yes Sir, I already sent the reminder to all the departments yesterday before leaving the office. I told them about the contents of today’s meeting.”, he informed him and Theo nodded while entering his cabin with Aiden on his trail. “That’s good. Make sure the department’s heads attend this meeting. After that, arrange a separate meeting with our PR and strategy department and after that with the finance department. I need to discuss something with them”, he instructed him and he noted down what he instructed to him. He then left him in the cabin. Theo’s P.O.V. I to ok off my suit and put it around my chair. I did not like to wear a suit all time. They restrain body moments and I like working as a free spirit. I opened my laptop and went through my emails. I called Aiden to send me my coffee. Everyone asked me why I have a mail P.A. when I can get a female P.A. for myself. The answer is I don’t like stty girls around me. When I started working I did have some female P.A.s but they all were sts. They threw her selves on me and I hate this from the bottom of my soul. So, I decided to hire a male P.A. after firing almost 10 females in a month. I heard a knock on the door and asked the person to come in. A person working in the office cafeteria came inside with my coffee and greeted me while giving me the plate. I greeted him back with a smile and he left the room. You are wondering why didn’t I greet the receptionist though I greeted the boy. The answer is she is also like a st who could throw herself for power and money. The only thing about her that she is in her position till now is that she never tried to act like a st till now in the office. I took the tab with my schedule and read it once again. I had 5 meetings in a row till 4. It would be a busy day for me. I heard the knock again and gave permission. It was Aiden. “Sir, everyone has gathered in the meeting room. It is the time”, he informed me and I nodded. I stood up from my seat but didn’t take my suit. Everyone knew that I didn’t wear a suit in the office. We both marched towards the meeting room. As I entered the room, everyone stood up from their seats and greeted me. My eyes went straight to the person I wanted to see desperately. She was standing a little away from me looking down. She never looked at me. I really wanted her to look at him for once. She was Assistant to the Director in the finance department. She was Maggi Collins.	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2,445,338	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445328}'	Yes	2024-11-12 16:33	active	1801	Read More👉👉	Three brothers, half werewolf, half vampire, the most powerful supernatural beings ever. A thief who dresses as a man for safety. What happens when these three brothers find their mate but think...she's male? * * * "Stop, you son of a bit-ch!" The rain is smashing into my face as I hear the thud of my black boots hitting the slick, neon-lit asphalt. My black jeans and hoodie are soaked and heavy with rain. I’m dodging through a crowd outside a fancy club, full of guys and girls dressed to the nines, some with umbrellas, others just using their stuff to try and stay dry. A couple of them shoot me dirty looks as I shove past. Glancing back, I see the big, bald, pissed-off dude chasing me. He's about six feet tall and having a tough time moving through the crowd with his big frame, bumping into people who snap back at him angrily. While he's tied up with some mad guy, I slip into an alley blocked by the crowd. I sprint and hide behind a dumpster, waiting for him to pass the entrance, and yep, there he goes. I stand up and keep moving down the alley, pulling out the wallet I just nabbed. Checking it, I see it belongs to a Tom Ford according to his driver’s license, and inside, there's 135 bucks. That's a win, considering most folks carry cards, not cash. I pocket the cash and toss the wallet into another dumpster I pass by. I pull down my hood and fix my short, black wig. Good thing my makeup is waterproof, or my guy disguise would be running down my face right now. Usually, people don't even realize their wallet’s gone until I’m long gone. But today, I messed up big time. I dropped the wallet just after I snatched it. I decided to scoop it up and book it while Tom was still in shock that I'd actually steal it. I’ve been in this game for seven years, been alive for twenty-two, and it’s usually easy to tell when someone’s gonna come after you. Tom caught me red-handed, looking mad enough to chase, so I figured why not make a run for it with the cash? Better to have the money and a fake description out there than nothing at all. If I got caught, I’d be screwed either way, cause he saw me take it, and I doubt he’d buy it if I said he dropped it. It was in a pretty deep pocket, after all. I turned right into another alley, heading the opposite way from Tom. This alley runs behind a fancy club called Chaos, I think. I've heard it's a hotspot for the super-rich. Rumor has it that it's owned by triplets—three brothers known for being cold-blooded and ruthless, focusing only on power. They might just be the most powerful folks in Canada, or even North America, maybe the whole world. They only care about people with money and power, but that's nothing new, right? Most folks lining up outside won't even make it in. They just don't fit the elite crowd and end up wasting their night standing in the cold rain, hoping for a chance to get in. When I walk into the alley behind Chaos, I spot five guys standing in the middle of it, by the club's backdoor. If I were dressed as a girl, I'd have turned around to avoid any drunk weirdos, but luckily, I'm in my male disguise today. Dressing up as Ronald Baker makes me feel safer, keeps me off the radar because I'm seen as just another guy, and the creeps out here are usually after young, vulnerable girls. There was this one time a guy thought he could mess with me because I looked smaller, probably an easy target, he thought. Well, he was wrong. I pulled out my switchblade, and he backed off real fast. I often use this male disguise when I'm out doing my thieving stuff or if I'm hired for a job, which usually involves stealing something specific for someone. It's a good way to dodge those looking for revenge or the cops. They're all on the lookout for a guy, so I can just slip by them later as a girl. Back in the alley, three of the five guys, all with black hair, have their backs to me. The other two seem to be kneeling in front of them, begging. I keep moving slowly and quietly, trying to get past without drawing any attention. As I get closer, I can see the fear on their faces as they look my way. The light from the door shines down, highlighting the tears on their faces. I stop in my tracks, not wanting to get any closer to whatever mess they're in. It's pretty intense, seeing two grown men begging, crying, and trembling like that. I think one of them might have even peed himself. I decide to just hang back and wait for them to finish up and clear out so I can go through. "P-p-please M-Master, s-spare me. It wasn't m-my fault. Omar was the one who didn't check if they were VIPs," the guy on the left stutters out, while Omar, I guess that's his name, frantically shakes his head, his eyes wide with fear. "N-n-no, I didn't see them enter," Omar shoots back, clearly panicking. "Well, that's a shame. I thought I had capable staff handling my business," the tallest of the three black-haired men, all over six feet, says with a deep, husky voice that sends a shiver of pleasure up my spine. "I agree, Matt. Who knew we had idiots doing such an important job? They just let anyone walk in and mess up our meeting. You idiots couldn't even do the simple job of checking a card and deciding, yup, that's a VIP or nope, you can't enter. Because of your brainless heads, they didn't surrender!" the man to the right yells. His voice sends another shiver through me. He's a bit shorter than Matt but looks the most muscular. "Killian, stop yelling. You'll draw unwanted attention," the third man, as tall as the first, reprimands with a stern, annoyed voice. I fight off another shiver. "They aren’t going to refuse us. They’d be stupid to say no when they know we're just trying to avoid the trouble of wiping out their whole clan. They just got scared by the damn fools these two let slip through," he says, facing Killian. "Horace is right, they know they're as good as dead if they refuse to surrender," Matt adds, talking to Killian. His words seem to relax the two kneeling men a bit. "But I'm still going to kill you two. You failed your job and could've messed up our business." Matt moves before the men can even react. He grabs one guy, Omar, by the head and twists, snapping his neck. Before Omar hits the ground, he snaps the other guy’s neck too. They both fall, dead. I gasp in terror before I can stop myself. All three men turn to look at me. Scared as I am, I can't help but notice how gorgeous they are. It's clear they're related—they all look similar but have distinct features. Their eyes, hair, and facial expressions are the most noticeable differences. Matt has blue eyes and looks furious. His black hair is cut short on the sides and longer on top, styled back, giving him a sleek, powerful look. Killian has green eyes and looks a bit shocked. His hair is a chocolate brown, also short on the sides and longer on top, but unlike Matt's sleek style, his is messy, carefree, and slightly curly. Horace, with gray eyes behind black-framed glasses, has an indifferent expression. His hair is the lightest, with different shades of brown and some blonde streaks, pulled up in a man bun. "I w-won't say anything about what I saw," I stutter, making my voice sound deeper on purpose, while I slowly back away, hoping to get out of this alive. If I manage to escape, I swear I’ll never come back to this place dressed as Leo, maybe not even at all. Matt slowly creeps towards me, with Killian and Horace a little behind him. As they get closer, they all suddenly freeze, lift their noses, and sniff the air. Whatever they're smelling makes their eyes go black... I blink a few times, thinking my eyes are playing tricks on me. Nope. Their eyes are still black. Maybe it’s just stress messing with my head. Shock and disbelief flicker across their faces before they all growl… Growl? "No. Freaking. Way!" Killian yells, grabbing his head. "I am not gay! I only like my own junk, especially when it's inside a tight, wet... well, you know!" "There’s got to be a mistake, our mate can’t be a guy. Nope. I don’t swing that way. Maybe he was near our real mate and got her scent on him," Matt says, turning to the others while running his hand through his hair. "There's no mistake. I know we're not gay; we would've figured that out by now. But the scent is too strong to be just rubbed off. Plus, when I looked into his eyes, I felt it, and I bet you guys did too. He is our mate," Horace insists, rubbing his face in disbelief, causing Killian to let out a shocked yell. While they're busy arguing about whatever the heck is going on, I take my chance and bolt as fast and quietly as I can out of the alley. "Maybe the goddess got it wrong and thought the little guy was a girl when assigning...," I hear Killian saying to the others as I pick up my pace, running faster, thankful they're too caught up in their discussion to notice me slipping away. When I hit the main street, I see a cab pulling up to pick up two drunk girls on the curb. I sprint over and slide into the cab before they can even stand up straight. I urge the driver to head to the other side of the city in a panic, not wanting to risk them realizing I’m gone until I’m long out of reach.	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2,445,376	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445349}'	Yes	2024-11-12 16:34	active	1801	💥TRỌN GÓI 1,5TR/Vùng - Để Lại SĐT Nhận Ưu Đãi Ngay	💥 TRIỆT TIÊU VĨ.NH VIỄN MÔ MỠ - KHÔNG TÁI BÉO 💥 👉 Đánh Gục Mỡ Thừa - Cải Thiện Vóc Dáng ⚡️ DUY NHẤT ƯU ĐÃI GIẢΜ 70% ChI PhÍ ChO 19 ΚhÁCh hÀnG ĐĂnG ΚÍ SỚΜ nhẤT !!! >> 𝑰𝑵𝑩𝑶𝑿 𝑵𝑮𝑨𝒀 !!! 👉Áp dụng cho tất cả các khách hàng trong nước và các khách hàng Việt Kiều Mỹ, Úc, Canada 👉Chia sẻ của Ca sĩ ƯNG HOÀNG PHÚC - Cải thiện vóc dáng bằng Công Nghệ Sculpsure ➤ Loại bỏ mỡ thừa, thu hẹp dạ dày không cần phẫu thuật. 💥Tạm Biệt Thừa Cân, Béo Phì Bằng Công Nghệ Sculpsure ✫ Công nghệ chuẩn y khoa được CE & FDA kiểm định về độ an toàn ✫ Hỗ trợ đưa đón cho khách hàng ở xa. ✫ Tầm soát sức khỏe miễn phí bằng hệ thống máy móc công nghệ cao. ✫ Không đau, không sẹo, không cần nghỉ dưỡng. ➡️ Nhanh Tay Đặt Lịch - Tư Vấn 1:1 Cùng Chuyên Gia! 🔊 DR. JANG SUNG SU - GIẢM BÉO CÔNG NGHỆ HOA KỲ ► Trụ sở Thành Phố Hà Nội (베트남 본사) : Cầu Giấy, Hà Nội ► Trụ sở Thành Phố Hồ Chí Minh (베트남 본사) : Quận 5, Quận 3 TP.HCM ⏰ Giờ mở cửa: 8h00 - 20h00 ☎️ Hotline: 058.5533.222 #GiamBeoBung #GiamBeoCongNgheCao"	MESSAGE_PAGE		Dr. Jang Sung Su - Giảm Béo Công Nghệ Cao	https://www.facebook.com/100088818643166/	6,578	1969-12-31 18:00	Send message		VIDEO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466620659_1205173463879904_5764486441752943872_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=HV_2K6PcTUUQ7kNvgFJeFXK&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AkoHLG3_gqzfw5kgxQ2vQWu&oh=00_AYCAKLJHvpVHkNISH4eV4_eEg9pgUjkcLNr7DhWfrc6LgQ&oe=6739A0BC	PERSON_PROFILE	Dr. Jang Sung Su - Giảm Béo Công Nghệ Cao	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,445,343	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-11-12 16:33	active	1801	2025 National Park Posters Calendar	The 2025 National Park Posters Calendar is here! 🗓️ Enjoy breathtaking WPA-style artwork from 12 iconic parks while staying organized all year long. Printed on 100% recycled paper, this calendar is a must-have for park lovers and anyone who wants to help preserve these natural treasures. Perfect for home or office—order yours now!	SHOP_NOW	https://national-park-posters.com/products/nationa	National Park Posters	https://www.facebook.com/NationalParkPosters/	81,089	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	national-park-posters.com	DCO	Organize your year with the beauty of America’s national parks!	https://national-park-posters.com/products/national-park-posters-calendar	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/464127509_1209550000266417_6568424721224688836_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tIv1YV3-fRMQ7kNvgGHA_Mr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AQbTZR8e06YKQXkKp6vJovJ&oh=00_AYDKvps24QYNiSAOAVBRNum4OiiRCYFvKbki1q2O4SQcbA&oe=6739B754	PERSON_PROFILE	National Park Posters	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,445,345	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445343}'	Yes	2024-11-12 16:33	active	1801	2025 National Park Posters Calendar	The 2025 National Park Posters Calendar is here! 🗓️ Enjoy breathtaking WPA-style artwork from 12 iconic parks while staying organized all year long. Printed on 100% recycled paper, this calendar is a must-have for park lovers and anyone who wants to help preserve these natural treasures. Perfect for home or office—order yours now!	SHOP_NOW	https://national-park-posters.com/products/nationa	National Park Posters	https://www.facebook.com/NationalParkPosters/	81,089	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	national-park-posters.com	DCO	Organize your year with the beauty of America’s national parks!	https://national-park-posters.com/products/national-park-posters-calendar	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/464127509_1209550000266417_6568424721224688836_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tIv1YV3-fRMQ7kNvgGHA_Mr&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AQbTZR8e06YKQXkKp6vJovJ&oh=00_AYDKvps24QYNiSAOAVBRNum4OiiRCYFvKbki1q2O4SQcbA&oe=6739B754	PERSON_PROFILE	National Park Posters	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,445,379	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445349}'	Yes	2024-11-12 16:34	active	1801	✳️Siêu Sale 60 %+Quà Tặng>>Order Now	✳️Siêu Sale 60% + Quà Tặng + Free Shipping	MESSAGE_PAGE		Nệm Đá Nóng Massage Nhật Bản - Bán Tại USA	https://www.facebook.com/100083789642694/	52	1969-12-31 18:00	Send message		VIDEO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466562707_1591105558164123_4359069594391702081_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=90eaI0rQ2iMQ7kNvgGpaGlb&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AkoHLG3_gqzfw5kgxQ2vQWu&oh=00_AYBCFcitHu5m34oYoc9sixp-M7BEOxWLNgAstrMkllZZ9A&oe=6739AB09	PERSON_PROFILE	Nệm Đá Nóng Massage Nhật Bản - Bán Tại USA	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,445,394	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445349}'	No	2024-11-12 16:34	active	1801	Marry Trần, Tina Đang và 435 người khác đang bình luận về bài viết này	🔥[🛑 TRỰC TIẾP] PHIÊN LIVE BÙNG NỔ, GIÚP HÀNG NGÀN NGƯỜI CẢI THIỆN TÌNH TRẠNG MẤT NGỦ, TRẰN TRỌC MỖI ĐÊM! Chớ xem nhẹ, tình trạng này có thể dẫn đến nhiều bệnh nguy hiểm nếu không được xử lý kịp thời. ♻️𝐁𝐍𝐄𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐍 được chứng nhận chất lượng và khuyên dùng bởi: các CHUYÊN GIA hàng đầu thế giới. Hiện đang có mặt trên 9 quốc gia được hàng triệu khách hàng tin tưởng sử dụng mỗi ngày ✔ 𝟑 - 𝟕𝐧𝐠𝐚̀𝐲: cơ thể sẽ thấy thoải mái, tinh thần thư thái hơn dễ đi vào giấc ngủ ✔ 𝟏𝟎 - 𝟏𝟓𝐧𝐠𝐚̀𝐲: thì giảm hẳn tình trạng giật mình, tỉnh giấc giữa đêm, giúp ngủ ngon và sâu giấc hơn ✔ Sử dụng 1 liệu trình lấy lại giấc ngủ sinh lí tự nhiên như ý muốn, không lo phụ thuộc. Ngăn ngừa các biến chứng nguy hiểm cho sức khoẻ như tai biến, đột quỵ ✅Giảm tình trạng khó đi vào giấc ngủ, tỉnh giấc giữa đêm ✅Ngủ ngon hơn, bớt căng thẳng, mệt mỏi, đau đầu. ✅Bổ sung dưỡng chất thiết yếu cho cơ thể. ✅Sáng dậy tỉnh táo, sảng khoái. Không còn mệt mỏi, uể oải hay đau đầu. ---------------------------------- ️🏆 𝐁𝐍𝐄𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐍 đạt các giấy chứng nhận của các tổ chức uy tín nhất về an toàn thực phẩm trên toàn thế giới: - Dây chuyền đạt chuẩn GMP ️️- Chứng nhận FDA Hoa Kì ️️- Chứng nhận ISO 22000 🏆 CAM KẾT : ✅ Cam kết 100% hàng chính hãng. ✅ Đảm bảo 100% an toàn tự nhiên - không tác dụng phụ. ---------------------------- 🚛 MIỄN PHÍ VẬN CHUYỂN HOA KỲ 💥 Đặc biệt Giảm 35% khi Anh/Chị để lại SỐ ĐIỆN THOẠI	MESSAGE_PAGE		CEO Đình Hải - Sữa ngủ ngon số 1 tại Hoa Kỳ	https://www.facebook.com/suanonngungonHoaKy/	1,137	1969-12-31 18:00	Send Message		DCO	{{product.description}}		1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466596687_573616185060159_7612615329741738098_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=nUbQ7d0q_o8Q7kNvgGTdxIf&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AKXz89ipBf3nSlIV_uLCmx7&oh=00_AYBW4S18Ht7xE_3kx3LCFyOrLqKGgQrW91euYdVqApQ8JA&oe=673997E8	PERSON_PROFILE	CEO Đình Hải - Sữa ngủ ngon số 1 tại Hoa Kỳ	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,445,399	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445398}'	No	2024-11-12 16:34	active	1801	Paris Jackson Reveals The Dark Side of the King of Pop's Legacy	Paris Jackson's Stunning Confession: New Allegations Against the King of Pop	LEARN_MORE	https://bridesblush.com/trends/growing-up-jackson-	Social Mania	https://www.facebook.com/61556998102820/	167	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	bridesblush.com	DCO	Paris Jackson's Stunning Confession: New Allegations Against the King of Pop	https://bridesblush.com/trends/growing-up-jackson-syn/?utm_source=Facebook&utm_campaign=Paris%20Jackson%20New%20%7C%20EN%20%7C%201111%20Dynamic%20B2B%20107%20AVM%20b7e9%20-%20Unknown%20USA%20FB%20AVM&network_code=AVM&utm_term=content&v=3	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466398983_1297803457786094_2291643359315295161_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dCqiuldZh_gQ7kNvgFTgH9I&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AKXz89ipBf3nSlIV_uLCmx7&oh=00_AYDRIE8EY5myxlVEIut8M8rBAhBCXjkXkodqXTalXDrzOA&oe=6739B36F	PERSON_PROFILE	Social Mania	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,445,402	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-11-12 16:34	active	1801	New Felvies in Town!	Hundreds of cats have lived happy, cage free lives in the homelike setting of Shadow Cats over the last few decades. These two areas of Shadow Cats are called Cookie's Place and Cookie's Annex. Lots of love happening in there for however long or short a life they may have. All are available for adoption, but until then, they live wonderful lives here. This past weekend we took in two kittens from Larado, Tx who will need confirmatory testing, spay and neuters, vaccines, etc and we need a little help with intake costs. Can you help them in any amount? Your support makes such a difference. Sometimes we say yes and then backtrack to seek support and that's what we've done:) We got them here (thank you Sandra!) and now we need to get them ready for their best lives. Thank you always for your care and support. Please meet Joy and Jiji! https://www.facebook.com/donate/1094196508907233/	NO_BUTTON	https://www.facebook.com/donate/1094196508907233/	Shadow Cats	https://www.facebook.com/ShadowCatsRescue/	66,794	1969-12-31 18:00	No button		MULTI_IMAGES		https://www.facebook.com/donate/1094196508907233/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466682202_527209026789280_8209203695966816518_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AvMo_PCxxOsQ7kNvgEduoZW&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AuN_2p6Nrgm8wVfXqH7KojS&oh=00_AYDvro6hDw6KL-xVdbfMuf5C8n8xjI4J4tHEgbqmkB6WcQ&oe=67399F54	PERSON_PROFILE	Shadow Cats	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,445,353	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445351}'	Yes	2024-11-12 16:33	active	1801	2025 Western Planners are Back!		LEARN_MORE	https://the-saddle-shoppe.com/collections/2025-wes	The Saddle Shoppe	https://www.facebook.com/TheSaddleShoppe7/	1,695	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	https://the-saddle-shoppe.com/collections/2025-wes...	CAROUSEL		https://the-saddle-shoppe.com/collections/2025-western-planners	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465968000_1046036030631388_6373748322702372071_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=XJwSVMmWNDcQ7kNvgE4ttz2&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AQbTZR8e06YKQXkKp6vJovJ&oh=00_AYC7EPI4aY43YWqpY2SS-LUn6-kspoMzUcJCaY6tkohemw&oe=67398F1E	PERSON_PROFILE	The Saddle Shoppe	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,445,418	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445349}'	Yes	2024-11-12 16:35	active	1801	Siêu Sale chỉ 1.5 triệu / răng toàn sứ	❗️Chấm dứt việc chèo kéo khách làm răng sứ Nha sĩ lành nghề trực tiếp tư vấn cho khách để ngăn biến chứng sau khi làm răng 🔺Sợ bị mài nhỏ răng gốc 🔺Sợ làm nhầm răng sứ giả, kém chất lượng 🔺Sợ làm sứ xong răng bị ê buốt, hư răng, dùng một thời gian là răng xuống cấp 🔺Sợ bị chèo kéo làm răng sứ 🔺Sợ người tư vấn không phải nha sĩ, không có chuyên môn 👉 Những vấn đề này tuyệt đối không xảy ra tại Nha khoa ST Dentist. Chúng tôi chính là giải pháp nha khoa thẩm mỹ uy tín dành cho bạn. - Tại ST Dentist, nha sĩ có kinh nghiệm, kiến thức chuyên môn là người trực tiếp tư vấn cho bạn ngay từ đầu, đưa ra phương án điều trị khoa học, hiệu quả và an toàn. - Với tay nghề vững vàng, các nha sĩ cam kết không mài nhỏ răng, giữ lại tối đa răng gốc để răng luôn khoẻ mạnh, không bị ê buốt sau khi bọc sứ. - Khách hàng được kiểm tra thông tin răng sứ qua mã QR trên bao bì và website chính hãng, được kí tên lên phôi sứ để đánh dấu. ✨ Đặc biệt với những khách hàng đã từng làm răng sứ nhưng chưa ưng ý, răng sứ cũ kém chất lượng bị hư lỗi có thể bán lại cho ST Dentist với giá 500K/răng. ST Dentist sẽ giúp bạn làm lại bộ răng sứ mới đẹp hoàn mỹ theo đúng yêu cầu của bạn. Chỉ từ 1 triệu 500/răng, bạn đã được sở hữu bộ răng sứ chính hãng tại Nha khoa ST Dentist. 📣 Còn chần chờ gì nữa mà không đặt lịch hẹn ngay với ST Dentist nào!! _______________________ 𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭 - 𝙽ơ𝚒 đượ𝚌 ư𝚊 𝚝𝚑í𝚌𝚑 𝚗𝚑ất để 𝚕à𝚖 𝚛ă𝚗𝚐 Địa chỉ: - 535 - 537 Nguyễn Tri Phương, Phường 8, Quận 10, TP.HCM - 141 Trần Hưng Đạo, quận Ninh Kiều, TP Cần Thơ Hotline/Zalo: 0898.909.333 hoặc 0866.219.319 #nhakhoaquận10 #nhakhoauytin #bacsinhakhoatot #nhakhoaCầnThơ #nhakhoachấtlượng #nhakhoasaigon #nhakhoacantho #bocrangsu #lamrangsu	MESSAGE_PAGE		Trung Tâm Nha Khoa Thẩm Mỹ ST Dentist	https://www.facebook.com/NhakhoaSTDentist/	49,437	1969-12-31 18:00	Send message		VIDEO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/465155132_574418675035611_5527728408459452081_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yD2Ee04W1VgQ7kNvgFG0A0n&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A14GoGFLGO24iU8WUCKbd3Y&oh=00_AYAQSPlJcH938_1TyjVFfAhj1wJghqwveTDPzCQUgTHGEQ&oe=67399F56	PERSON_PROFILE	Trung Tâm Nha Khoa Thẩm Mỹ ST Dentist	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,445,419	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445349}'	No	2024-11-12 16:35	active	1801	NHẬN NGAY PHƯƠNG PHÁP Ở ĐÂY	HOT: Công nghệ hỗ trợ có con 2024 Phương pháp hỗ trợ có con tự nhiên, hiệu quả cao với 2 bước đơn giản 🌟 🌟 Giải pháp mới giúp các cặp vợ chồng đón bé yêu tự nhiên ngay tại nhà, chỉ sau 30 ngày. ✅Tiết kiệm chi phí: Giảm đến 99% so với các phương pháp hỗ trợ sinh sản truyền thống như IUI (bơm tinh trùng) và IVF (thụ tinh trong ống nghiệm). ✅Tự nhiên và an toàn: Không cần can thiệp y khoa phức tạp, không cần tiêm kích trứng. Không phẫu thuật: Đạt được kết quả mong muốn mà không cần dao kéo. Lưu ý quan trọng: ⛔Trừ khi tình trạng của bạn thắt ống dẫn tinh hoặc cắt bỏ cả hai bên vòi trứng. 💬 ĐỪNG LO! Để lại tin nhắn hoặc bình luận tình trạng của bạn để được hỗ trợ từ chuyên gia giàu kinh nghiệm. 📩 Hỗ trợ 1-1 từ chuyên gia - Nhận tư vấn ngay!	MESSAGE_PAGE		Bác Thùy Trang - Chuyên Hiếm Muộn	https://www.facebook.com/61558234832633/	837	1969-12-31 18:00	Send message		VIDEO			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466163884_580549551166026_7023728346816229553_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=oOr2cIf3OK8Q7kNvgFsOBHs&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A14GoGFLGO24iU8WUCKbd3Y&oh=00_AYDQfmfPkfr6Ox8IpnzRSFhf0Chr_wvywl6LJl4gdzGjkA&oe=6739B153	PERSON_PROFILE	Bác Thùy Trang - Chuyên Hiếm Muộn	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,445,420	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2445349}'	Yes	2024-11-12 16:35	active	1801		DÁN SỨ VENEER - BẢO TỒN RĂNG GỐC - THẨM MỸ TỐI ĐA Chắc hẳn bạn đang có những nỗi đắn đo về việc thẩm mỹ răng sứ như: sợ đi làm răng vì phải mài nhỏ răng gốc, sợ đau, sợ ê buốt răng, sợ không ăn được thoải mái, sợ răng sứ dễ vỡ, không bền cứng như răng thật…và 1001 nỗi lo khác. Thế nhưng công nghệ y khoa hiện đại đã và đang ngày một phát triển với phương pháp dán sứ Veneer kết hợp cùng Chuyên gia tại Nha khoa Smile Up sẽ giúp bạn gạt bỏ hoàn toàn điều đó: 🦷 Đầu tiên, IPS e.max từ hãng IVOCLAR VIVADENT - là nhà cung cấp vật liệu Veneer hàng đầu thế giới; 🦷 Thẩm mỹ ấn tượng: màu răng đẹp tự nhiên với độ trong, độ bóng ưu việt; hình thể răng tinh tế đến từng đường nét từ công nghệ CAD/CAM hiện đại; 🦷 Mặt sứ mỏng để mài răng tối thiểu (chỉ cần xử lý một lớp rất mỏng bề mặt men răng, thậm chí nhiều trường hợp còn không cần xử lý men răng); 🦷 Chịu lực cực tốt, độ bền tối ưu, kháng màu, chống mòn,… từ công nghệ hiện đại bậc nhất của Đức. Và dĩ nhiên, nó hoàn toàn lành tính với cơ thể. 🦷 Độ bền vượt trội: Độ chịu lực lên đến 400 Mpa - gấp 2 lần răng thật, đảm bảo cho bạn chức năng ăn nhai thoải mái. Ngoài ra, do cấu tạo từ dòng sứ thủy tinh thuần chất nên loại răng này không bị ảnh hưởng bởi đồ ăn nóng, lạnh. 🦷 Độ lành tính và độ tương thích cao: Vì răng sứ thủy tinh ko bị lẫn tạp chất nên không gây kích ứng lưỡi, nướu,… hay gây hại cho sức khỏe của bạn. 🦷 Độ thẩm mỹ cao: Răng sứ Emax Press có nhiều điểm tương đồng với răng thật về màu sắc, độ bóng, đều tự nhiên và hài hòa nên sau khi phục hình, răng bạn sẽ có vẻ đẹp tự nhiên vượt trội. 💯 Không chỉ tại Smile Up mà trên toàn thế giới, mặt dán sứ Veneer IPS e.max là sự lựa chọn hàng đầu của các bác sĩ chuyên gia, của các KOLs hay những khách hàng có gu thẩm mỹ hoàn hảo. Nhanh tay liên hệ Smile Up để được tư vấn và sở hữu riêng cho mình nụ cười hoàn mỹ để thỏa sức rạng rỡ mỗi ngày, bạn nhé! #smileup #rangsuthammy #rangsuchinhhang #implant #phunulaphaidep #danonglamdeptaisaokhong #rangsuphongthuy #tutintoasang #veneer #rangsukhongmainhoranggoc ————— 💎𝙎𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙐𝙥 - 𝙃𝙪𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙪̛𝙤̛𝙣𝙜 𝙫𝙖̀𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙖̉𝙣 𝙥𝙝𝙖̂̉𝙢 𝙙𝙞̣𝙘𝙝 𝙫𝙪̣ 𝙘𝙝𝙖̂́𝙩 𝙡𝙪̛𝙤̛̣𝙣𝙜 𝙦𝙪𝙤̂́𝙘 𝙜𝙞𝙖 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰 https://nhakhoasmileup.com/ ▫ CN Hà Nội: 176 - 178 Hoàng Ngân, Trung Hoà, Cầu Giấy. ☎️ Hotline: 08 3389 8383 ▫ CN TP.HCM: Villa 30 đường D1 Saigon Pearl, 90 Nguyễn Hữu Cảnh, Phường 22, Quận Bình Thạnh. ☎️ Hotline: 08 9998 6363	MESSAGE_PAGE		Chuyên Gia Phục Hình Răng Sứ Thẩm Mỹ - Nha Khoa Smile Up	https://www.facebook.com/smileupdental/	5,314	1969-12-31 18:00	Send message		IMAGE			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/466672857_1945613682583262_595276941594150858_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hElH8hd83soQ7kNvgHQkocv&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A14GoGFLGO24iU8WUCKbd3Y&oh=00_AYAuVwSjtfe84qbcsIESZnOebXxbAHLxKqhJid_lIF-CZQ&oe=6739BA05	PERSON_PROFILE	Chuyên Gia Phục Hình Răng Sứ Thẩm Mỹ - Nha Khoa Smile Up	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete

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