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WHO THE HELL IS STEPHANIE?

Penulis: Solyn Aure
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-07-08 00:31:28
ARIA'S POV

They were the two high-society women who had walked up to our table earlier to eagerly greet Noah—the only ones he had actually answered with a brief verbal acknowledgment instead of his usual dismissive, icy nod.

I remembered them because I found his behaviour a little odd. So I was right?

An eyebrow pencil slips from one of the girls, clattering into the sink.

Yeah, you hypocrites. They had complimented my dress and hair earlier.

"Oh... Miss Aria," the first one stammers,
Solyn Aure

Noah has officially fulfilled his end of the sacred agreement, and now, it's time for Aria to pay her debt. But as the past starts whispering from the shadows, we have to ask... who exactly is hiding in Noah's history?

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