Props To PAN4-nim For Staying Very On Brand And Making All The TCF Manhwa Covers Just Dad Cale. Like

Props to PAN4-nim for staying very on brand and making all the TCF manhwa covers just dad Cale. Like it's just Cale and his kids guys. That's all there is to it. It's their world, us and all the other characters are just living in it. Just Dad Cale and his 3 children✨️👌😭💕

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"Han Sooyoung told me to stop paying for midday tryst."

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"For someone you kept around she is surprisingly clueless."
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"She wouldn't care that much if it was hers."

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