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Chosen By My Mate's Father-in-law novel Chapter 66

Summary for Chapter 66: Coincidence: Chosen By My Mate's Father-in-law

Chapter 66: Coincidence – Highlight Chapter from Chosen By My Mate's Father-in-law

Chapter 66: Coincidence is a standout chapter in Chosen By My Mate's Father-in-law by Faye‌ Sterling‌, where the pace intensifies and character dynamics evolve. Rich in drama and tension, this part of the story grips readers and pushes the Romance narrative into new territory.

Chapter 66: Chapter 66: Coincidence

<p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; background-color: transparent; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">For a moment, I froze. My eyes widened as Elliot stared at me. His familiar scent hit me like a tidal wave, surrounding me with memories I’d much rather keep buried. </span>

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; background-color: transparent; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Isabella must have felt my gaze because she turned and looked at me. When she saw that I was with her cousin, her mouth dropped open. Then, the next moment, she was smiling with glee. </span>

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; background-color: transparent; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">“Fancy seeing you two here,” Isabella teased, her eyes glinting with excitement. She looked stunning in a dark blue dress that accentuated her delicate features. “Why didn’t either of you tell me you were going on a date? We could have doubled.” </span>

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; background-color: transparent; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-position: normal; font-variant-emoji: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Axel chuckled, and I managed a small smile. But when I looked at Elliot, my stomach stiffened. He was scowling at us, his hands gripping the menu like he was about to rip it in half. </span>

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