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CHAPTER 8: LET ME LOVE YOU

". . . WHERE did you inherit a habit like that? Ah, maybe from your parents. Opps. You don't have parents, my bad, you lack care-"

A slapped echoed inside the office. Those who witness it was beyond shock. Madame Madelle was the one who slap Abby. 

"Fck." She commented. She smiled and glared at Madame Madelle but Madame Madelle slapped her again. Two consecutive slaps for Abby.

"Have you come to your senses, bitch?" Abby muttered curses before she looked at Madame Madelle again. Not afraid of getting slap again.

"This fcking witch is here." Abby said. "Ahh, where the boss is, the disciple is also there. Wow, what is this, reunion of the desperate--"

'Ahh, this is the third.' Sandra was the one who slap her this time. "Do you know what to call a slap that lands on your face? It's called a slap for a desperate."

"Desperate, my ass. On the two of us, you're the desperate one. Desperate to make Denver fall in love with you no matter how man

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