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Chapter 121: Final Offer

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Mariella's POV

I walked into the dimly lit room and closed the door behind me. The place was really stuffy, like all the air had been traded for smoke. I coughed a couple of times, swinging my palm across my face multiple times to clear the smoke out. And then I heard his voice.

“And you are?”

Marcello.

He was sitting on a swivel chair with his back to me. The place was dark, so I couldn't make out exactly what I was seeing. But the moonlight from the window made his silhouette quite clear.
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