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Chapter 30
"I doubt if I had ever faced this." Dimitrios tapped his fingers on his forehead while pacing in his corridor and speaking to himself.
"Fuck....I didn't even see that coming...." He growled while punching the nearby wall making the painting of the wall brush off a little.
"What haven't you seen coming?" He snapped his head towards the source of the voice and found Igor standing in his night suit holding a cup of coffee.
"What the hell are you doing here at this hour of the night?" Dimitrios yelled back without even paying any heed to his intentions of coming at his wing.
"Why the hell have you awaken half of the mansion? And I heard of calling a doctor again? What's wrong with Iris?"
Igor knew the major reason for calling a doctor home would be Iris only. This was not the first time Dimitrios was reluctant about accepting his faults but Igor was pissed off with his continuous torturous behavior.
"Igor, let
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