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“Why the hell do you give a damn?” David demanded. Honestly, he wasn’t sure how to answer him.
Robert frowned at him, looking displeased which pleased David just fine.
“Well David, Samantha loves you,” Robert said with the same casualness Tabby had used.
David stood there too shocked to say anything.
“Unfortunately she is too scared of your reaction and losing you all over again to actually come here and tell you so herself,” Robert finished.
Still surprised by what he said, David let his anger answer for him. “So basically she is a chicken shit coward and sent her boy toy to do the dirty work?”
“Watch it,&rdq
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