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Chapter 24

Penulis: Tarina
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Philip

The scene made my gut clench like I'd swallowed broken glass. So I looked away disdainfully and moved through the crowd instead, looking for Kaylee who'd slipped away to leech on someone else.

The clink of glasses, the subtle scent of expensive cologne, and the soft classical music playing in the background grated on my nerves.

Drawing closer, I spotted her laughing and talking with some guy who looked like a sleazy douche raised with a silver spoon. His stupid gelled-back hair, fake tan, and polished shoes screamed mommy’s money. Most of the people at this gala inherited their family’s wealth. They’ve never worked a day in their lives.

I tapped Kaylee on the arm. She turned, her smile still perfectly in place like it had been surgically attached.

“Mr. Amos, please excuse me,” she said, flashing him a bright smile.

I pulled her through the crowd and into a corner, away from the glittering chandeliers and fake compliments.

“What the hell was that, Phillip?! That was Amos Markus
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